• 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…

  • Body safety and consent, kids edition

    These two topics are not ones that come lightly. They carry a massive weight in the shaping of our children and the next generation. How do we start talking about appropriate and inappropriate behavior with others? Lets start with sharing our bodies, think “I don’t want to be tickled, so my belly is not for sharing”. There are some amazing books for these topics I have referenced at the bottom of the page, as well. Reinforce “your body belongs to you” and “keep private parts private” do not force kids to hug, kiss, or subject themselves to any form of physical contact with any person that makes them feel…

  • Timeline for talking to your kids about sex

    Welcome to one of the most frustrating subjects to broach when it comes to sharing details with your children, because it’s scary. It’s a whole can of worms that can’t be unopened. But here we are so lets dive in. I thought I would share the timeline and some of the resources I have used where this subject is concerned. Ages 0-3 This age range is the perfect time to talk about our anatomy. Having open ongoing conversations about our bodies and how they function reduces the stigma and “embarrassed” feeling we get when we say all three syllables in vagina loud and proud. Always use the correct anatomical…

  • Mom Guilt

    We have all been here. One way or another the creature known as “mom-guilt” has come to hold us captive in our own minds. To put it simply: it feels like you’re ruining your kids and it sucks. Shaking free of mom guilt is an incredibly difficult task. Mainly because it is tailored to fit each and everyone of us differently and uniquely.It sinks its claws in and holds on tight. Our husbands can’t help us with it because they don’t lay in bed toiling over the fact that maybe they yelled a little too loud or “tainted their kids” because you could literally not handle another outing with…

  • 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…

  • What do I really need in my hospital bag?

    Whether you’re a first time mom or a mom veteran there comes a point in pregnancy where one asks “okay, I need to pack my bag but what the hell do I put in it?!” If you’re an expert planner like myself you will rely on your mom friends to tell you what their must-haves were. As a mom of three I feel seasoned enough to make you the ultimate hospital bag guide! For Mom The Paperwork: ID/insurance card/birth plan Lip balm, seriously my #1 item. Hospital air is SO dry. Organic Perineal Balm by Earth Mama, get at least two jars so you can use it heavily! Dermoplast…

  • I lost my battle today…

    Today I cried… I lost my temper with my kids for the dozenth time. I thought about how my one year old used to be happy and now he’s miserable every month usually from a new ear infection. So here we are at the doctor’s office again. Hopefully for a good reason. I want my happy baby back. I want my three year old to not scream at me every time he drops something. I unrealistically want my six year old to act like an adult. I yelled too much. I cussed too. More things were pulled out than put away. I wasn’t patient. The baby screamed the whole…

  • 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…