During a recent conversation with a few parents at school drop off, I had someone ask me what my parenting style was. It caught me off guard. Parenting Style. Is that an actual thing? What does that even mean? How am I supposed to answer that? I looked at them with a big, brown, blank …
I just need wipes and toilet paperI just need wipes and toilet paperI repeated these words over and over to myself as I pulled into the parking earlier this afternoon. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely adore The Tar-jay, but only when I’m by myself, with no time limit, on payday, with a giant latte …
Then…. As I sat down putting the finishing touches on my makeup and hair and getting my dress ready for one of the biggest nights of my life, I had anxious butterflies in my belly. You see, the boy I liked had asked me to prom. I was feeling all the typical teenage girl feelings- …
You spend nine whole months growing them, you go to hell and back again to birth them, you ooh and ahh over their every coo and smile as an infant, you watch in wonder as they reach every milestone and learn how to navigate this crazy world as a baby, and then… Well, then they …
The moments I have spent with my girls throughout the years are some of the most fulfilling moments of my entire life. They make me laugh so hard that it takes my breath away and makes my eyes blurry with tears. They lift me up when I have those can’t get out of bed and …
I’ve done it more times than I care to admit. I’m not really sure when it started, and maybe I’ve always done it one way or another. This particular day, I could already feel my anxiety creeping its way into my mind and body like an invasive parasite; ready to drain the life right out …
Love is the answer, at least for most of the questions in my heart. Like why are we here? And where do we go?And how come it’s so hard?It’s not always easy, and sometimes life can be deceiving I’ll tell you one thing, it’s always better when we’re together. – Jack Johnson When I sat …
During a recent vacation with my family, we had an experience at the resort pool that really made me sit down and think about what we can do as parents to make sure that our kids don’t grow up to be self-entitled assholes. That’s right. I referred to kids as assholes. They can absolutely be …
I can’t post this. Why am I making those horrible faces? Every time I bend down, you can see my stomach pooch out. Jesus take the wheel, I have the worst bags under my eyes. How am I supposed to post this when my form isn’t on point? The armpit fat. Always the armpit fat. …
After my experience giving birth to my son, you’d think I’d be nuts to want to go through it again. Check out Jaxon’s Birth Story to see what I mean. I won’t lie- I was terrified. Everyone tried convincing me to just schedule a C-Section so that it wouldn’t happen again. Could it happen again? …
