Maybe it’s the eternal child in me; maybe it’s the teacher, but when summer rolls around, I am literally giddy: no more lunches to pack,...
“I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship.”
With the holidays upon us, it seems only fitting to...
Today is our 13th wedding anniversary and we both almost forgot! Last week leading up to our anniversary was crazy for us—it’s my husband’s...
As a mom to a child that recently entered his toddler phase, I have to watch a lot of television shows that make me...
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"I keep meaning to reach out."
"Let’s get something on the schedule."
" We should get together."
I don’t know how many times I have uttered those...
Disclaimer: I wrote this post for anyone curious about natural term weaning or what is often in the Western world called extended breastfeeding. Writing...
I used to think "Facebook" and "motherhood" meant flooding my friends' timelines with pictures of my kids. But as I've entered into motherhood, I've...
In the wise words of Vanilla Ice and Cypress Hill—word to the moms. I have had the privilege of knowing many moms and I...
Disclosure: “This post is part of a social shopper marketing insight campaign with Pollinate Media Group®, but all my opinions are my own. #pmedia...
Here is one of the truths about my motherhood that I often hold close to my chest: All three of my kids were formula-fed.
I...
Let me start this by saying that I would never, ever intentionally hurt my own child. Never.
Picture this: it’s a normal Thursday evening after...
I consider myself a hugger, but I am not always surrounded by fellow huggers. I love hugs! Olaf and I are kindred spirits that way....
Many moms the world over acknowledge the witching hour. The witching hour is the window of time every night (sometimes much longer than an...
























