Finally, summer!

Like a long winter that might make you question why you live in such a state, then casually strolls in summer, just in time to remind you it's not so bad.

Giving Up on Giving a Damn

In life many people strive for perfection. There is an image of a perfection that seems completely unobtainable. Guess what, it is unobtainable. I am now a mom of three under five, in my thirties, and there are just so many damns I do not give. Damn not given #1: Toxic relationships: Growing up I … Continue reading Giving Up on Giving a Damn

How New Year’s Eve changes after you have kids.

New Year's Eve used to be a big deal. In my younger years plans were laid out weeks ahead of time. It felt important to really nail the whole New Year's thing in order for the upcoming year to get off on the right foot. As the years have gone by a lot of things … Continue reading How New Year’s Eve changes after you have kids.

It wouldn’t be Christmas without sick kids.

Christmas tree, presents, cookies, vomit, boogers, and fevers. All of these things describe Christmas traditions in our home. Since having children we have not experienced a holiday season without a gross illness sweeping through our household. It's as if my family's immune system takes a holiday during Christmas break. Our home echoes with sneezes, coughing, … Continue reading It wouldn’t be Christmas without sick kids.

Presence Not Presents 

Christmas is full of planning, stress, and obligations. The anxiety of the day can take over rather quickly. The distractions of the holiday details can blur your view of what is truly important. Many times this holiday season I have found myself worrying about preparing to have a perfect day. I worry my children will … Continue reading Presence Not Presents¬†

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.

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.

When you are only honest in your head: Mental replies versus reality.

We're supposed to be honest. We're also supposed to be nice. Here lies a real dilemma. Many times honesty is not nice. So we find ourselves stuck in a bizarre limbo between what we say and what we actually want to say. For example... Parenting advice: Parenting advice is frequently unsolicited. Unwanted and unneeded advice … Continue reading When you are only honest in your head: Mental replies versus reality.