A Reminder of the Magic That Is Motherhood.
The gift of gratitude: The card arrives with a tiny package, and normally I would have opened that first. Instead, I gravitate to the small, dark blue box. Inside is fragile red tissue paper and...
Monthly Archive: October 2015
Why I’m Teaching My Girls That Idealism Isn’t Strength.
It’s easy to be pretty. It’s easy to write, publish, and share cute, utopian thoughts and filtered photographs. It’s also easy for bloggers to post statements like “we can all be happy if we just do...
5 Everyday Self-Care Tips for Moms.
It’s easy to throw around the words that moms should take care of themselves, but self-care, when put into actual practice, doesn’t always come so simply. For me, self-care is the little things. Much...
Why I Choose My Kids over My Husband.
Attending to my children’s needs means, sometimes, choosing between their needs and my own. As a mother, this is often the most difficult place to be. At night, I want to cuddle into my...
I Took My Husband’s Last Name and I Would Do It Again.
I took my husband’s last name at the age of 25. We’d already been together for over a decade, and I’d imagined over and over again what this would feel like. My maiden name was...
This Is Why I Blog Pictures of My Kids.
The yellow leaves practically glow outside the large picture window on the side of our house. The girls’ new teepee sits strategically in a corner that isn’t particularly used; it’s where they go anyways during...
Finding Gratitude in a Thankless Job.
I’ll admit that sometimes I feel frustrated at trying so hard at a job that seemingly has very little thanks returned. Yesterday my baby turned one and there are no pictures of me from...
A Mother’s Reflection on Your First Birthday.
An “I love you” as you turn one: I wrote my first book for your sister before she turned a year old. I shared and bared so much that I don’t plan on publishing...
How to Use Social Media Like a Grown-Up.
I write primarily about parenting. This means that I regularly have to decide which photographs of my children and myself are appropriate to share and, equally, which words and stories are appropriate too. I...
Playing Hooky Made Me a Better Mom.
How to seize the day: I’ve unplugged a lot this week, not completely, but a lot. By “unplugged” I mean largely ignore my phone. Yes, I stopped for a few phone calls with my daughter’s...
