Permission, Please

There are few things in life more taxing than getting two small children out the door and into a car. I’ve been lucky to have my mom and in-laws helping me get my 4 year old to school so I can stay home with my new baby and not worry about schlepping him along withContinue reading “Permission, Please”

Choose Your Hard

We all know someone who thinks they have it worse than everyone else. The complainer. Maybe it’s a friend of ours, or a coworker, or a relative, or (yikes) maybe it’s us. The negative Nancy, the person who always has an ache or a pain to whine about, the person who never sees the glassContinue reading “Choose Your Hard”

The Best Things are the Hard Things

The best things are the hard things…Or at least they usually are and they most definitely are when it comes to motherhood. Y’all, motherhood is Hard. In bold. With a capital H. There have been moments where I’ve thought, guiltily I might add, “Why/How do people do this?” And then of course my little girlContinue reading “The Best Things are the Hard Things”