Last week, I locked myself in my bathroom and cried on the floor while my near three-year-old son banged on the door crying for me to “Open the door!” He had been in a tantrum for nearly an hour and a half now – one that started down at the beach in public where IContinue reading “The Pirate’s Booty.”
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But you’re like, twelve… (This is thirty).
As a kid, did you ever wonder what you’d be like as an adult? Did you ever try to picture what you’d look like, act like, be like? When I was twelve, I used to try and picture myself as old, an adult, you know like, twenty-five. Because back then, twenty-five sounded really old. And,Continue reading “But you’re like, twelve… (This is thirty).”
How to get a good work out in.
Sharing Part 3 of my series, How to be an imperfect parent, successfully! Enjoy these 4 easy steps on how to get a good work out in while Momming… Step 1: Wait until Toddler asks to get dressed. Step 2: Begin to dress the toddler who asked to get dressed. Step 3: Have Toddler who literally just askedContinue reading “How to get a good work out in.”
How to… be an imperfect parent, successfully (Part 1)
I love a good “how-to” book. Self-help. Advice. What to do when. But when it comes to parenting, I have yet to find one that truly tells you like it is and helps you navigate the everyday how-tos of what a day in the life of a Mommy looks like. I’m not talking about articles likeContinue reading “How to… be an imperfect parent, successfully (Part 1)”
The crazy reason why I do not give my child a bath every night.
Because Momma is tired and she sometimes needs a break. The end. — No, really. That’s it… Were you looking for some scientific, statistical or proven fact as to why I don’t bathe my son every night? You’re not going to find that here. What you will find is a Mom doing her best (whichContinue reading “The crazy reason why I do not give my child a bath every night.”
A love letter to 2017.
Dear 2017, I pray this letter finds you well. Kinda. Sorta. Not really. You see, you have been a big skim-board to the shin. An unpleasant, unexpected, cringe-worthy sting to what was supposed to be a pleasant walk along the ocean. Sure, maybe a lot of it was my own doing. I wasn’t payingContinue reading “A love letter to 2017.”
Hurts so good.
Every other Thursday night, I have on my Google calendar an event from 8-10pm. It’s titled: WRITE … DON’T IGNORE!!! I ignore it. Every single time. Clearly, it’s working. So a friend of mine called me out on it. She asked me to add her to the invite, so that it popped upContinue reading “Hurts so good.”
A year of parenthood. A year of grace. Lots and lots of grace.
A year ago today, Brooks was twenty-eight days old. I was twenty-eight days into motherhood. Twenty-eight days into the biggest change of my life. Twenty-eight days into a life of unpredictability, heart-wrenching emotion and exuberant joy. Twenty-eight days. Brooks was so little. Everything was so new. I was so lost. Postpartum depression, sleep deprivationContinue reading “A year of parenthood. A year of grace. Lots and lots of grace.”
6 things we need to stop/start doing after the age of 25…
These type of lists have been popular lately and I’ve read through many excellent pieces. I agree with most I’ve read, and I’ve been inspired to add a few of my own when it comes to what we should and shouldn’t be doing by age 25. Here’s what I’ve come up with… 1. STOP: SayingContinue reading “6 things we need to stop/start doing after the age of 25…”
