The struggle is not day to day, folks. Oh no…we should be so lucky. The struggle is moment to moment. Literally, one moment I can be like freaking Mary Poppins paying equal attention to both my boys, creating beautiful memories in a clean house, with well-behaved dogs, and dinner prep complete all before 9am. And… Continue reading the struggle is real…and often.
One of the reasons I started this blog was to kind of free myself, and hopefully other mamas and parents, of the things that were not supposed to talk or, *GASP* complain about. From mom-shaming to mom-tribes to mom-bods and everything in between…I’m kind of confused about what i’m ‘supposed’ to feel proud of and… Continue reading motherhood is unfair
Last week we went to dinner with friends and between our families we have 5 children; three babies and two toddlers. That’s a lot of kids, y’all! But we have the opinion that we shouldn’t stop living our lives once we have little ones, right? We went to Chipotle too so it’s not like we were… Continue reading slow down mama
A quick disclaimer: This is in no way a knock at my sweet, appreciative and adoring husband. Remember, he’s actually pretty rad? This is just something I’ve noticed about myself and maybe the way your mama-minds operate as well? At least I hope I’m not alone in this! When I was younger I remember my… Continue reading selfish to selfless
I need to start this post by saying that I adore my husband. He loves me and our family so much and he loves us good. He works incredibly hard for our family and still finds the time and energy to fill up our cups from his own. He’s not, however, the partner who comes… Continue reading “hows the day goin’?”
First I need to admit that I almost included the word “advice” in the title of this post. WOA. Inappropriate. So here are some thoughts and tid-bits about becoming a second-time mama and what would have been nice to hear as a first-time mama… I can’t say that I felt any more sure of myself… Continue reading this time around…
So I had a revelation this weekend about my body. You see, like many (read: all) women, I’ve had body image issues for as long as I can remember. Even when I was rail thin in middle school I just felt “big”. I was so much more painfully aware of the size of my jeans… Continue reading buy the size 10…