I'll admit, when it comes to buying kid stuff, I almost always buy pre-owned or at the most, on sale or clearance.
So when my kids need new shoes, I hit up the local kid's resale clothing store and head...
This post is sponsored by the St. Louis Symphony Orchestra but all opinions about the experience are my own.
We in St. Louis are fortunate to have a myriad of family events and opportunities to choose from on any given...
A Troubled Nursing Beginning
I remember reading posts during National Breastfeeding Week earlier this summer. At the time, I was 40 weeks pregnant and eager to embark on the breastfeeding experience. I thought I would breastfeed for at least the...
Preparing for a baby the first time around was basically me doing absolutely everything that any mother around me suggested. I think I had 5 diaper/wipe baskets and a million jars of nipple cream around our house. We are...
Life as a Mom With ADHD
If you’re like me, you spend a lot of time looking through Pinterest boards for inspiration on how to get organized. I’ve devoted hours to this particular topic, without really doing much work or...
Do you remember the character Bing Bong from the Pixar Film "Inside Out"? Bing Bong was the imaginary friend of the main character, Riley. Throughout the movie, we are exposed to Riley's inner thoughts and how she works through...
There’s a candle holder with a small candle that sits on a shelf on a bookcase in our great room. That particular shelf sits closer to the floor and every now and then our daughter will play with it...
As I neared the half-way point of my third-and-final pregnancy (you know, when it's no longer optional to wear your non-maternity clothes), my friend Lauren asked me if I wanted to borrow her maternity hoodie. Since this wasn't my...
Starting the Day
6:50 AM Alarm goes off. Snooze. Alarm. Snooze.
7:30 AM I better get up now. I get clothes for my 4-year-old who has a field trip today. I instruct her to wear her rain boots because there may...
Being a foster mom, I always get asked, “Don’t you want any children of your own?” I know people aren’t being mean when they ask, but they just don’t realize asking that question puts me in an awkward position...