My sweet son comes off the bus. I watch him walk down the steps smiling proudly at me and all I can think is,...
My daughter hates me, and I couldn’t be prouder.
Let me back up a step – my five-year-old kiddo is not hate deranged, and there...
You know before you become a mother you have all these ideas of what type of mother you are going to be. I remember...
A few weeks ago my oldest son, the baby, and I were in a busy market where we shop every Sunday (give or take) for our...
Before I had children, I always said I wouldn't turn into the type of parent who doesn't have time for their non-parent friends. It never occurred to...
It was a sunny Saturday morning in March. The weather was cool but the sun was flooding in through the windows. My husband had...
When it comes to spirituality, I consider myself a “Jill of all Trades.” I was raised Methodist, am the daughter of a Catholic Deacon,...
Badges? We don't need no stinkin' badges! Yes. We. Do. Parental merit badges!
I remember being a girl scout. Yup, it's hard to imagine now...
Toddlers-little balls of energy that are still pint-sized and cute; yet can be so destructive.
I still refer to our youngest son as a baby,...
"Mama, why is my drawing in the garbage?" Violet pouted from behind hurt eyes, her little toddler hand clutched around a scribbled-on piece of ripped-out notebook paper.
"Oh,...
I bet you're already rolling your eyes at the title of this blog. Dreams? What kind of time do I have for recapturing dreams?
I...
It seems like once you are married, everyone starts asking you when you are having a baby. Then once you have a baby, everyone...
Squeeeee, you're having a baby... congratulations! As you count down the weeks, post sonograms on Facebook, and flood all of your friends' newsfeeds with adorable, belly-cradling...
I’m the parent who’s doing nothing. Or that’s what I feel like anyway. When I go out with my toddler to the open gym...


















