She Didn’t Win the Trophy, But I Couldn’t Be Prouder
I looked at my daughter as her face fell. She looked at me for a moment, took a deep breath, and went back to her seat.
Yes, I’m That Mom.
I let my son wear his turtle shell the other day. In public. Yes, I admit it. I’m that mom. The one who lets her daughter out of the house with a boot on one foot and a sandal on…
If I Could Keep You Small…
Sometimes I wish I could keep you small forever. We’d play dress up, and you would clip-clop around in my heels, or swagger across the room wearing your daddy’s tie. We’d read books together, cuddled under a blanket on the…
When You Can’t Find the Balance
My youngest daughter has a new phrase she likes to throw around. “Can’t you spare a few minutes for your child?” She likes to use it when I’m working on something of my own and she needs me to do…
To My Momma Friends – Give Yourself Some Grace
To My Momma Friends, I have something to say, from one Momma to another. Give yourself some grace. In this world of comparison and endless expert opinions at our fingertips, we can be our own worst critics, can’t we? Why…
I Can’t. I’m Already Doing All the Things.
No, I’m sorry, I just can’t. I already do all the things. I had a conversation not that long ago with someone I care for who asked me to do something. It hurt, it was uncomfortable, but I had…
The Day My Husband Put Me in Time Out
The well of patience had run dry a few hours before, my head was aching like the toddler had hit it with his plastic bat (which he had), and I had just watched the eight-year-old use glitter on the dining…
The Multiple Personalities of a Mom of Many Kids
I am finding myself in an interesting place these days. A place where the days can sometimes pass by at a snail’s pace, where time moves so slowly I feel like I’m watching the clock just waiting for bedtime. At…
