Let me start of by saying that I am not writing this post from a place of mastery. I am not an expert on peaceful parenting. Anyone who actually knows me is laughing hysterically because I am not really an expert on peaceful anything. I don’t do yoga (minus the pants) because I have anxiety… Read More
Upon finding out that I was pregnant with my daughter, I vowed to keep up with my exercise regimen. Labor was going to be a piece of cake this time. Come to think of it, I was also going to have fewer pieces of cake. Turns out that working out did help with my morning… Read More
This past week, I was admittedly really looking forward to Tuesday. I had a full day’s worth of errands to run, chores to do, stuff to check off my list. The weekend was filled with runny noses and cold weather, the stuff winters with little kids always bring. And, also my least favorite shift of… Read More
Winter is long. Yes, girl! You. I’m talking to you. The one zoned out on social media pretending to engage with her kiddos while they practice “independent play”. You NEED a Galentine’s Day. And here are some reasons why I know so. These grey days of no sunshine are for the birds. Actually, I take… Read More
Dear Middle of the Night Mama, I see you trudging back to the toddler’s room, assuring him there are no monsters for the 5th time tonight. I see you pour another cup of milk. I see you praying that tomorrow will be a better day. That you will be more patient. I see you rocking… Read More
Dear Parenting Books, In the last few months my confidence in my shepherding of tiny souls has taken a bit of nose dive as we’ve embarked upon two major (in the toddler scale) life changes: big boy bed status and potty training. So I did what the modern mama does and I filled my Amazon… Read More
Just leave a little earlier. I mean how hard can it be? Plan your time. That’s why kids need a schedule. I used to be on time for everything. No, not on time. Early. For everything. I was the girl awkwardly waiting in the restaurant parking lot twenty minutes before the scheduled girls dinner meet-up… Read More
I am really not into the idea of potty training. I know this is silly because it’s just one of those milestones that whether it comes at you at 18 months or well past three is simply unavoidable. It just makes all my nerves go haywire. Typically my parenting style is as follows: A) Do… Read More
I am not much for resolutions. In the years I have even bothered to make them, I usually given them all up by January vowing that the following year will be “my year”. The concept reminds me of my brother’s first grade teacher, if you’ll indulge me a little tangent. Keenan, two years my junior,… Read More
When I am a mom I will never: Show up late. Show up late with coffee. Have a kid with a crusty, runny nose. Go out in public with dirty hair and yoga pants. Go out in public with dirty hair and dirty yoga pants. Go shopping with kids wearing pajamas. Bribe my pajama clad… Read More
