“I Love Your Squishy Parts”

Although sweet, this is a multi-layered statement, eliciting a complicated emotional response. One that usually ends in laughter, because that’s how I deal with discomfort. This statement acknowledges my squishy parts but simultaneously loves them. It means I can’t hide them, which creates fear, but also asks the question, “Why hide them?”, which is empowering.Continue reading ““I Love Your Squishy Parts””

Finding Gratitude in Grief

Today is the day I muster up the courage to tell you that I miscarried. It has been overwhelming, and to be honest, the idea of telling even one more person makes me want to cry. I feel as if every time I talk about it, I am moving backwards, sucked back into the pastContinue reading “Finding Gratitude in Grief”

An Apocalyptic Week

I am from a small town that the nation had never really heard of. I had never seen our name in major headlines. I had never heard of a president tweeting about us. But last week we were hit with a mass shooting and a wildfire that have devastated our little city. I have livedContinue reading “An Apocalyptic Week”

I’m a Rosie

I have a daughter named Rose, and I have gained something indispensable from her recently. I learn from all of my children continually, but this one struck home, especially in the season of life I’m in.  I find myself comparing my life to others. The larger house, the larger car, the “better” mom bod, theContinue reading “I’m a Rosie”

Grow Your Relationships, Set Down Roots

How have your relationships changed since having children? I’ve found that becoming a mother has distanced me from some people and drawn me closer to others. I had no idea how my parenting style could impact someone else’s experience and vice versa, which can also alter our opinions of each other. Let’s be honest. SomeContinue reading “Grow Your Relationships, Set Down Roots”

WAHM

Any other working-from-home moms out there? How have you been doing with balance? I find I can run myself ragged pretty quickly because I’m always doing something. There’s always something to clean, someone to change, a pile to fold, a family to feed. And that doesn’t even include any of my work. I write whileContinue reading “WAHM”

If Only We Could Worry Less

The girls have a photo shoot later tonight, and I’m starting to get nervous. I’m really excited to work with the photographer, a close childhood friend, and I can’t wait to have more professional photos. I’m just not looking forward to the unknown. It’s kind of the way I feel about getting on an airplaneContinue reading “If Only We Could Worry Less”

“Who’s Really in Time Out Now, Mom?”

I’ve found that holding boundaries with children takes way more out of me than them. Sure, they’re upset to be put in time out or have a toy taken away, but enforcing is way harder than enduring. Especially if there are consequences. My girls are going through a bit of an “I’ll show you” stage.Continue reading ““Who’s Really in Time Out Now, Mom?””

Broken Phone, Better Life?

Have you ever lost or broke your phone? It’s jarring. During The Desitin Disaster, I dropped my phone in the bathtub while taking pictures because I obviously had to document the moment. So my phone has been intermittently reliable. Which means, it doesn’t work when I really need it to, of course. I thought thatContinue reading “Broken Phone, Better Life?”