5 Tips for Traveling with Kids

With the world opening up, some of you may be thinking of flying soon. Here are five tips for making it easier with kids 🤗! #1 Bring a buddy! Now this does not mean, just bring anyone. Be intentional with your buddy. I love my husband, but he was not this buddy for me. I broughtContinue reading “5 Tips for Traveling with Kids”

To Feel Less Alone

While talking to my husband, he’ll often finish my thoughts and tell me he gets it. To which I reply, “But I need to say it.” What is it about the presence of an audience that gives our words weight? If Yev wasn’t going to listen, why did I still want to tell him? WhyContinue reading “To Feel Less Alone”

To Take Care of Myself

In order to support my mental health, I’ve begun waking up early. Yep! Like 4:30am in the morning early. Gasp! Now I bet you’re wondering how waking up when it’s pitch black outside could actually make the day go better. Well, let me tell you. After a second session with our family hypnotherapist, she helpedContinue reading “To Take Care of Myself”

Leaning into Love

I cried at preschool pick up this week. Twice. The air was hot, my emotions were awry, and my mask was stifling. Not a great combo for a mom without patience. I silently waited to the side for the girls to come out, keeping to myself when I usually make conversation. The other moms andContinue reading “Leaning into Love”

Sisterly Love

This picture is reminiscent of a story I’ve been told, not a memory I’ve acquired. Yet my response is visceral, like smelling something that slams you back into the past.  My oldest two are 4.5 years older than baby Willow, the exact same age gap I had with my sister. My mom told me onceContinue reading “Sisterly Love”

Breathwork

I did a lot of breathing today. The kind that says, “Run, small children. Mama’s about to blow!” We had a ROUGH weekend. Lots of whining and crying and parents needing mental health breaks. The girls are in preschool every other week, and this was the end of our week off. We got through everyContinue reading “Breathwork”

The Most Important Love of All

Last night I ate dinner in the bathroom. For some reason it seemed like the best solution. The older girls were washing up in the bath, and I was rocking Willow in the car seat with my foot. Yes, while eating my hamburger and lemonade.  It was one of those days. I’m sure you knowContinue reading “The Most Important Love of All”