There is a lot of buzz this year about giving experiences instead of material gifts this holiday season. I am huge fan of this concept. Rather than opening a shiny new light saber that will inevitably end up broken and/or...
Before I became a mom...well, let’s start it with pregnancy. Before I got pregnant...I was an organized person. I worked my way through college and always had a ton of things going on. I liked to be busy taking...
Most days I love being a parent.
I may not like the arguing, the whining, and the spilling of food and drink. But in general, it’s something I'm very grateful for.
However, when people tell me to appreciate my kids when...
Simplify recipes? Who needs to do that?
Think about it. The PERFECT recipe. The one that one takes 5 minutes to prep, 15 minutes to cook, and leaves everyone in the family begging for more. Have you found it? Yeah...me...
The details of that morning are a blur.
Even when I strain to remember the details, only flashes of memories come to mind. And though I can't clearly recall what led up to that moment, the related feelings are still...
"If you achieve all your goals, you will be happy!"
That’s what I was told as I grew up. I achieved all the goals: became a college athlete, graduated college with honors, moved out of state, obtained a Master’s degree, got a...
I’m one of those moms who sells things to her friends on Facebook.
I never thought I’d make a living marketing to people while they’re on their break at work, or nursing their baby, or going to the bathroom (come...
Ready or not, Thanksgiving is next week! The eight of us are about to scatter all over town (or the country) to celebrate with family and friends, and make memories to last a lifetime. Some of us are stocked...
Between birthing babies, raising children, and enduring cancer treatment, a lot of my last 6 years have been spent in medical facilities. I have been fortunate to be under the care of brilliant, compassionate doctors. However, the real care...
As a young parent, it's a weird thing to be coping with a sick parent. It's messy and private and it's an invisible pain, so no one knows to ask if you're okay.
It twists your perspective in such a way that the...