In March, my son celebrated his first birthday, and oh, what a whirlwind of emotions it brought me! Even now, a month later, I find myself trying to put words to all the feelings that his birthday stirred within...
I found out I was pregnant the week my husband and I packed a Uhaul bound for St. Louis. For almost two years, I wondered when I’d really arrive.
I don’t mean in St. Louis. Our cross-country road trip was...
You are not behind.
You have been doing better than you realize.
It is okay to take time to relax.
These are the three reminders I needed this week as I navigated through all kinds of different work and parenting responsibilities. Life...
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I’ll never forget the day I told my boys they'd have a new little addition to add on to the crew. They all sat at the dinner table with different emotions of excitement, shocked, joyful and then there was...
Now into my late 40’s, I see and understand the gift of get-tos. Motherhood has offered countless “get-tos”, and through those get-tos I get to draw closer to my children and understand who they are and who they are...
Recently, I was at an event surrounded by moms in various stages of motherhood. When I mentioned that I was a stay-at-home mom for many years, the husband of the couple I was talking to stopped me and said,...
My tween usually goes to bed around 9:30 PM … but last night, we were both up way past our normal bedtimes. I sat on the side of her bed and tried my best to comfort her while she...
At a recent monthly mom’s group meeting, I finally realized why parenting feels so exhausting. A lot of what we do is unseen, even by us. Call it the Motherload, default parenting, the second shift, even married single mom,...
I’m teaching my daughter to live without me.
My mom hates it when I say this. She hates it because the phrase automatically exudes gloom and doom. And that’s not what I mean at all.
It’s not because I’m ill or...