Humble ramblings of a mom surviving chaos on laughter and luke-warm coffee.
My oldest daughter turned 7 yesterday and I found myself texting my best friend, "How is this possible? She's halfway to a teenager but I just became a mom yesterday and I'm not even good at it yet." And if that isn't the truest thing that I've ever said—I'm not even good at it yet. …
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The kids are already tucked in their beds, on time. Maybe even early. They’re freshly bathed for the first time it what seems like weeks. Their outfits for the morning are actually laid out, which means their socks will match at least for one day. This is elementary school eve. Even more than birthdays it …
Four years ago, I remember every second of snuggling your squishy, wrinkled body in a soft pink sleeper that said, “Mommy’s perfect angel” on it. And for that one night at least, you were. But since that day you have: Almost never slept through the night Doused your hair in both peanut butter and vaseline …
I really hate writing anything that divides “working” and “stay at home” moms — both using air quotes because we all work hard and we all care for our homes. But there is one season that really brings out my working mom guilt — and, hint-hint, it’s the same as swimsuit season, which is just …
I don't know about you mamas, but I feel like I swing between two states of being. In the first, I'm in the middle of the ocean, riding life's wild waves on my paddle board completely in charge of where I'm going, soaking in every moment with gratitude and courage. But suddenly, I'm in the …