A few months ago I got into a friendly debate with another mom about why I feel it’s important to teach my boys that they have a penis and not a “wee-wee.” After talking with some of my friends about this, I was surprised to learn how uncomfortable some parents are with teaching their children the […]
Dear Three Year Old, I am not sure what you did with my sweet child, but I want him back! I know your brain is growing and you are trying to figure things out, but you have made it really tough for mama lately. I am not sure when everything changed, but all of a […]
I remember the day we brought our puppy Marley home. I had a very bad day at work and came home crying into my husband’s arms. In the middle of hysterical tears and suffocating hugs, my husband said the magic words, “Let’s get a puppy.” These words automatically stopped the flow of tears as I […]
I’m just going to say it: I’ve always had big breasts. I was a full C in high school and every year since they grew. I remember the good ole days when I was naive and gleeful about my full, natural chest. But then I became wiser. A few years back, a co-worker of mine was […]
Your name is something you have from the very beginning. From that first breath, you enter the world with an identity, a name. After six years of marriage and two kids, my name is still a little riddle that stumps many family and friends. I made the decision to not change my name after we […]
Bye bye yoga pants! As I scrolled through my sweet boy’s first birthday photos, I sat there staring in disbelief. I racked my brain trying to recall the last 12 months, and I couldn’t. I missed it. I was there for what seemed like every big moment, but somehow I wasn’t there mentally. A sick […]
Long ago, I was a carefree and fun-loving girl. My days were spent driving to the beach, hanging out with friends and working at a tanning salon (I cringe at that part now). I loved dressing up, putting on makeup, curling and straightening my hair. If I wasn’t working on my own beauty routine, I […]
Saying “I’m sorry” is something I’m quite familiar with. So much so, that when I was in eighth grade, a mentor of mine recommended that I wear a rubber-band around my wrist and smack it whenever I say “sorry.” Suffice to say, it didn’t work. (And ouch, by the way.) Life before my daughter was […]
Mother’s Day is such a bittersweet holiday for me and it has been for the last 19 years, ever since my mother passed away. I have to be honest here and tell you the first few years of Mother’s Days without her were just in plain bitter. I was upset and emotional on this day […]
There we were, sitting alone in a restaurant, laughing our heads off and playing with toys. We ate, smiled, and just enjoyed the one-on-one time. I was pretty oblivious to the looks we’d been getting, then I felt the eyes on me like magnets. I couldn’t turn it off after that. As I looked around […]
As a parent in Arizona, we are facing some interesting times right now. Schools shutting down, teachers walking out, families faced with tough decisions in their daily life. I’m very thankful this doesn’t affect my day-to-day living but for some, I’m sure it’s a complete mess. No matter what “side” you’re on, (maybe one day […]
Two weeks after I gave birth, I found myself checked back into the hospital. But, this time, my husband checked me into a psychiatric facility and my newborn daughter wasn’t allowed to visit me. Instead, my husband brought printed photos of her, and showed me others on his phone. I remember hanging them up in my […]
To my son’s future spouse, We haven’t met prior to me writing this letter, but there are some things I think we need to discuss. As a mom to two indescribable boys, there has been a lot I’ve thought about when it comes to my boys and their future spouses. They’re still not even in […]
How often do your kiddos say? It’s not fair! It’s driving me insane!! All of the sudden, my two almost 7 year old daughters are saying it. ALL THE TIME. My normal response is usually, Life’s not fair. But, that doesn’t really change the direction of the conversation. When this first started happening, I was […]
