If you are anything like me, you read lots of parenting advice—anywhere you can get it—blogs, articles, books. That could be why you find...
Twelve years of age is the first year I found myself with a new boy or in strong like with someone. Twelve years old!...
When I showed my four year old this photo of me and my mom, I asked him who the baby was. His response, albeit...
My sweetest,
As I lay here snuggling blankets that smell like you, clinging to the idea that you'll only be a baby a few weeks...
We met by chance. Long-distance challenged us and we fell in love nonetheless. Then, we got married, bought a house, and had kids. That’s...
Well, the inevitable finally happened. I’m not talking about her first crush or even her first boyfriend. (I think that happened in 2nd grade!)...
I have anxiety.
Not the ‘I’m a little anxious about public speaking’ type of anxiety. More along the lines of ‘How Badly Do I Really...
Dating as a single parent is never anyone’s plan A. My teenage daydreams about my wildly romantic adult dating life did not include diapers...
I am a stay-at-home mom, and I'm not ashamed to say that I love it. I don’t miss working. I don’t miss answering to...
I want to start with a disclaimer: I am the worst millennial. For starters, I use a top sheet (apparently we are killing those...
When I was pregnant last year, I showed several early warning signs that I would be an unlucky mother with postpartum depression and anxiety:...
When I was younger, around nine-years-old, my town had a tornado warning in the middle of the night. My older sister and I shared...
It’s officially February, and love is in the air. One of the greatest lessons I learned about love in my 20s is that the...
My husband and I have a ten year age gap. When I was just a newborn ball of goo, he was a full-fledged boy...

























