I’m a mom and I’m feeling tired.
Quickly realizing, after having kids, telling people you’re tired is redundant. Moms with kids get it, and women...
I don’t know about the rest of you, but I was glad to put 2016 to bed.
Yes, there were some good times, but it...
Beginning in December, there's a lot of talk about resolutions for the upcoming year.
Health and fitness companies, diet plans, financial planning businesses, and...
There’s something about the chill in the air that just makes me want to brew a giant pot of coffee, put on leggings, and...
I think it’s time we started making reproductive health an open subject. We need to have honest, supportive discussions with no judgment. I also...
I personally want the world to stop telling me to love my body.
Spoiler alert: I don’t currently love my body. I do love my...
If you are like me, your baby loves to get outside but you can’t hit the hiking trails quite yet… so anywhere we go...
This month marks my (gets out the calculator)… 260th period.
Ah, 260 weeks of inconveniences, awkward moments, leaks, embarrassments, and rushing to find a bathroom....
About a year ago, I announced on this blog that I was diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer.
You remember? The fear, the anger, the...
October is pregnancy loss awareness month. A few weeks ago, one of our brave writers pointed out that women today don't talk about miscarriage...
My alarm goes off at 4:30am and I leap out of bed. Quietly I pull on my leggings, sports bra, t-shirt, and socks. I peek...
When my daughter was five months old, whatever dam that was holding back my postnatal depression broke and suddenly I was caught up in...
September was National Suicide Awareness month. I am going to level with you. I did not enjoy writing this piece.
Suicide isn’t fun to write...
My son, Grayson, was born three days before his due date. He was six pounds twelve ounces of perfection. Grayson was holding his head...