10:00 p.m. The last of the kiddos is in bed. I've got Netflix turned on and my computer in my lap...ready to do some work.
10:10 p.m. "Waaaaah!" Baby is awake.
11:00 p.m. Baby's been fed and rocked. I...
Let me tell you a little story about a friend (spoiler alert: I’m the friend).
This “friend” set a New Year’s Resolution to lose the baby weight, get in shape, and eat healthy. She thought she’d accomplish this goal by...
For the last eight or nine years our family has been doing something different at the start of a new year. Instead of making traditional goals or resolutions, we each pick a word for the year and we really...
A few years ago, I was fortunate enough to be involved in a motor vehicular accident which left me with a substantial amount of injuries to recover from. And yes, I did say fortunate. Let’s just say, the primary...
You deserve better. I haven’t always been kind to you.
I’ve assumed your worst intentions.
Doubted your intelligence.
And ridiculed your appearance.
I've been judging you: and this is why.
Discovering the worst version of myself
I’ve spent a lot of time as they...
I consider myself a “foodie”—someone who is avidly interested in food, specifically cooking and eating. I collect and read cookbooks for fun, pore over recipes when I plan my weekly menu, and consistently make time for my husband and...
These days, pregnancy is generally accepted as a beautiful thing, but that wasn't always the case. Not too many generations ago, pregnancy was largely kept under wraps. As our grandmothers carried our parents, their changing bodies were kept hidden...
A new year is upon us, and it often means a fresh start for many. Are you one that makes resolutions, perhaps to lose weight, spend more time with your family, or save more money? While I’m not usually...
When I was single without kids, I had hobbies. Outside of work, my time was largely my own to do with as I chose. I enjoyed knitting, scrapbooking, reading, travel, and wine tasting. I sang in church, attended monthly...
When I had my first child, I remember holding her on my chest while the doctor stitched me up (thank you, oh blessed epidural) and told me, “You are officially no longer pregnant.” I suppose there are a number...