• I’m sorry that someone you loved made you think it’s hard to love you

    I read this quote earlier and it sent a buzzing through my mind… How many times have I struggled with self worth from personal issues with myself? For me that answer is “plenty” but most of the time it is because someone put that doubt in me in the first place. Whether it is the Devil himself whispering into my ear or scrolling through Instagram one too many times, that negative stream of consciousness is there. If you have ever felt less than worthy from someone putting you down, I am so incredibly sorry. If we dig down into the root system where these feelings of doubt and discomfort…

  • Permission to take care of you…

    Birth stories are all unique and amazing. I have noticed a trend lately though and I want to call it out right here for you to witness. The real number one complication of childbirth (completely in my own opinion) is depression and anxiety. Frankly, I think it can appear 6-9 months or years down the road, too. Especially in this digital age of question yourself… Ugh I’m sorry but we have all fallen into the toxic cycle of – Not sure about it? Google it, think you’re doing it wrong/but my neighbor said..? Check Google again. Rinse and repeat, girl. It is exhausting with your favorite expletive. So how…

  • How to survive a long distance friendship

    We all want friends to sit at our table and to find “our tribe”. Occasionally we luck out and do find those special people we tie ourselves to indefinitely. We also find ourselves inevitably going through life transitions that put significant strain on our relationships. We leave for school, get married, have babies, or just move somewhere new and far away. As if finding friends to keep wasn’t hard enough, let the challenge begin. How to keep things fresh from afar When something major happens you know just who to call, make sure you acknowledge the weight of the situation on both ends of things. “Hey I’m moving across…

  • Postpartum Care Tips

    Ask for help One of the hardest parts of postpartum care is knowing when to ask for help or just open up to a friend or your significant other for validation. Because let’s face it sometimes we just don’t know. We’re exhausted from sleep deprivation. Bonus feature: everything in and out of our bodies is out of wack. Almost nothing is harder than acknowledging the fact that you don’t know what you’re doing and neither does your baby. It’s their first time to learn to eat and sleep too. It is always a good time for validation. You are working incredibly hard feeding, changing, and soothing baby. Not to…

  • Optimist with a Bad Attitude

    The sun has come out to glimmer hope on my most recent life challenge: packing up to move 2,000+ miles away from family and friends.This whole process has been full of angst and turmoil. After an emotional week from hell and with no concrete plans I’ve really been struggling with how to wrap my head around everything let alone get started on my mountain of tasks. I haven’t seen my husband in over a month and with my three boys… I feel like I am drowning. I’ve hit some lows that scare me to talk about. I have never wanted to end my own life but there were a…

  • The curse of the stay-at-home mom

    Dear mama, There is a good chance that if you are reading this you are probably beside yourself with exhaustion. There may be tears in your eyes and stains on your jeans because it has been “one of those days” so to speak, or weeks, or years. We wrangle the kids to and from the doctors, birthday parties, school, sports. We try to keep up on household work, the growing piles of dishes,  the mountain of laundry. Your hair is probably dirty and you may or may not have yesterdays mascara on if you were lucky enough to even wear mascara. Some research indicates that mothers often desire to…

  • Gender Disappointment

    As a little girl I always wanted a sister. I was very young when my brothers were born but I never gave up hope despite dad being “fixed”. I was absolutely certain if nothing else one day I would wake up to one of my realistic baby dolls being alive. No such luck. My brothers were always close and I envied that closeness because I saw that same dynamic between sisters. As I grew older I desired to be a mother, I had other aspirations and still do, but being a mommy was always high on my list. It dawned on me over time that maybe boys were a…

  • Hiding In Plain Sight

    There’s no easy way to realize that you’ve slipped from “hanging in there” to “I’m not okay”. It can be even harder to share the information with your significant other, or best friend, or your family. It’s terrifying. You ask yourself questions like: How do I get help? How do I even begin to talk about what’s weighing me down? Will my insurance cover this? It’s a daunting process to say the least. You don’t want to upset family, you don’t want them to think that you’re on the brink of suicidal tendencies. You’re not so distraught that you want to end your life. I’ve been in these shoes.…

  • How Much ________ is Dangerous for Kids?

    The phone is ringing while I am typing my latest Google inquiry: how much melatonin is dangerous for kids? Seriously. Melatonin as in that “sleep aid” hormone you can take over the counter… My two-year-old helped himself to who-knows-how-many 5mg rapid dissolve pills this morning. The worst part was this was my third phone call into Poison Control in the last two weeks, I thought it was one week, so go me *insert eye roll*.Not for the same child, thank goodness, or the same issue, thank goodness. But gosh I feel like the parent of the year. I am convinced now that I am definitely but slowly allowing my…

  • The Heavy Stuff

    I would be lying if I said I am not tired, really exhausted would be a better word. I am anxious and curious about the future. I am missing my husband terribly… To all you single parents out there you deserve a medal because I have LOTS of help and I still struggle with getting up and making the breakfast, or fixing the meals, finding something educational to do so I feel validated letting the boys veg out in front of a movie or two, not to mention prepping dinner, then it’s bedtime. Hopefully I remembered to brush my teeth somewhere in there… Some days are much heavier than…