Rachel Iler
Friends for a Season
My mom often used the phrase "friends for a season" during my childhood, teenage, and young adult years as friends moved away, groups shifted, and people's passions diverged. I always understood what she meant,...
I Got a Job!
Something big happened this month—I got a job! After staying home full-time for almost seven years, our family is trying something new, and I have feelings about it. I'm grateful, excited, and a little...
How Becoming a Mom Taught Me to Love Football
Our oldest was born on November 16th. It was a cold, dreary day, which foreshadowed how the next few months would unfold at our house. He cried nonstop, and so did I. On our...
The School is Fine
We did it--we survived our first school year of kindergarten, and dare I say, we thrived?! I don't mean that I thrived in the traditional sense of huge, obvious successes and cheers of "We...
My Kid Is a Picky Eater, and I’m Still a Good Mom
I knew there would be a laundry list of things keeping me up at night when we became parents. The lack of sleep is certainly no secret, as any parent will readily tell you....
My “Who am I” Era: Identity in Motherhood
For some reason, I naively believed the thirties were meant for "arriving." My twenties were filled with missteps, the freedom to attend a spontaneous 8 PM dinner, and a multitude of girls' nights out...
Winter Doldrums
If you're anything like me, the winter doldrums really hit hard come February. Gone are the holiday festivities and new year enthusiasm, and in rolls the sluggish apathy that makes itself at home this...