Tonight I cried in front of my kids.

There are days that are more emotionally taxing than others. We've all been in an emotionally vulnerable frame of mind that leaves us exhausted. For me, today was one of those days. Emotional vulnerability is not something I am comfortable with. I prefer to keep my emotions tight-lipped. Honestly, I'd rather have a colonoscopy than … Continue reading Tonight I cried in front of my kids.

Honest Mothering: Sometimes it’s ok to suck.

I constantly see articles about "hacks" for moms. These are bullshit. No mom needs to spend their time making "lunchable style sushi" or any other form of trying to cater to their little snowflake at the expense of their personal well-being. Honestly how is adding more time sucking activities to the day at all helpful? … Continue reading Honest Mothering: Sometimes it’s ok to suck.

When the Mama Bear instincts kick in: The first bully.

Instincts to protect our little ones are strong. There are times I have found myself channeling The Matrix with my ability to intervene during typical childhood injury inducing events. For instance, while peeing with a full audience, I was able to leap mid-pee to catch one of my little cubs after an ill-advised leap off … Continue reading When the Mama Bear instincts kick in: The first bully.

Why forgetting your phone is not the end of the world: Advocating for a digital diet.

I had the diapers, wipes, bottle, sippy cups, snacks, extra clothes, bandages, bug spray, kitchen sink, pacifiers, blanket, back-up blanket, and the stroller. I counted a couple times and I for sure had all the kids. I even went the extra mile and remembered the husband. My little family was totally prepared to take on … Continue reading Why forgetting your phone is not the end of the world: Advocating for a digital diet.

Let the Battle Begin: Back to School Shopping.

Parents around the country are preparing for battle. Lists are printed, sales are researched, and coupons are gathered. Back to school shopping has returned and with it copious amounts of stress. Take up your shields, coupon apps, fuel up and charge on. The Needs It's no secret that American education is underfunded. Teachers across the … Continue reading Let the Battle Begin: Back to School Shopping.

Watching my anxiety develop in my son: Guilt and frustration.

My anxiety is functional. I am hyper-organized, I am prepared for anything, and I am typically 10 steps ahead of reality. My mind also never stops. I over analyze every conversation. I have certain fears that are irrational but very real to me. My anxiety has lead to me having success academically and professionally but … Continue reading Watching my anxiety develop in my son: Guilt and frustration.

The Hairy Nipple Incident: Trying to parent with a straight face.

Let me begin by explaining a few important contributing factors to The Hairy Nipple Incident. 1. I am a nurse. Because of this my son is well versed in anatomy. 2. My son enjoys arguing. Especially when it is an argument he knows he can win. 3. My son is 6-years old and 6-year olds … Continue reading The Hairy Nipple Incident: Trying to parent with a straight face.

The impact that my developmentally disabled brother has on my children. 

My brother Joseph has always played a large role in my life. As my life has matured and changed he has been an ever present source of consistency. His childlike mentality has remained unchanged throughout the years. Change causes him a significant amount of anxiety and my family and I have done our best to … Continue reading The impact that my developmentally disabled brother has on my children. 

Embrace your role: What I’d like to tell my high school self.

Remember seeing the beautiful girls in high school? These girls had it all. They were talented, coordinated, popular, and confident. These girls would walk by and draw the attention of their adoring fans. If you took the time to look past the high school's leading women you would start to notice the background. The supporting … Continue reading Embrace your role: What I’d like to tell my high school self.

Post-Party Hangover: When no more craps are given.

Parties are great. Whatever the occasion, you are celebrating something with the people you care about. Even if that celebration is simply that you are able to spend time together. The amount of preparation, planning, and anxiety associated with the event pays off in love, laughter, and memories. Almost every party has that moment when … Continue reading Post-Party Hangover: When no more craps are given.