You wait patiently (or maybe not so patiently) those 40 long weeks of pregnancy until the day has come to give birth. Such an exciting time, but what happens when your amazing baby arrives into the world and there...
April is “Autism Acceptance Month.” Moms usually just want healthy babies who later develop to be healthy and happy children and adults. But what if you unexpectedly find out your child has autism? How would you react?
Reacting to the...
There are a million articles I could write based on our recent trip to Tanzania, where we (mostly my husband) opened a lodge (his home country) over the pandemic. From ways to sleep better on 22 hours of plane...
Today, more than ever before, the path of comparison is easy to find and hard to step off of. Constant social media posts scream in our face……
“LOOK AT HOW GREAT SHE IS AS A MOM!”
“THEY HAVE THE BEST VACATIONS!"
“Her...
I wish you could have met me 20 years ago. When I was a bright eyed and carefree 20 year old. Before I got lost in motherhood.
WHO I USE TO BE
Man, was I fun! I loved to laugh and...
Have you ever thought about how you’re using social media? As a consumer, contributor, or parent?
Personally, I enjoy coming up with clever captions for posts. On occasion, I share photos with (and of) family members. This gives my Michigan...
Beloved Burnt Out Mom,
I saw you walk into the kitchen with your messy bun, stained pajamas, and bags under your eyes. I am overcome with the desire to wrap my arms around you in the most heartfelt hug. Mom...
Whoa! Before you send me a message about how snobby or silly that sounds that my kids only wear name-brand clothing, let me explain.
Target + Walmart
Until just a few years ago, Target and Walmart were my go to stores...
Have you heard the phrase…”Count your blessings”? It always seems to be the catch phrase when someone starts to travel down a negative path. Maybe your mother always reminded you to “Count your blessings” when you began complaining to...
It’s 2am on Tuesday night, the second day after returning to work from my 5-month maternity leave with my son. I’m up in the middle of the night nursing him from bed, thinking to myself “how can I possibly...