Doesn’t that sound like the perfect invitation? Just breathe, momma. How many times do we really do that… simply slow down and breathe? There is always laundry to do, a kiddo to transport somewhere, and bottomless tummies crying out for snacks 24/7. It seems like the tabs within our minds are always open and running at full speed, right? As mommas, we can sometimes (or often) try to be superwoman – all things to all people, especially our kids. I’ve had this particular message on my heart for some time now; probably because I personally need to hear it and let it seep into my soul. It is something I…
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From Guilt to Grace: A Message to the Mamas
So it has been embarrassingly too long since I last made a blog post. But Mother’s Day was the mark of my first post, and I thought it would be fun to share new insights and capture the journey of motherhood over the last year. Last year I was telling stories about mom guilt after a grocery shopping trip with my littles. Who would have thought this year would look so completely different? My kids haven’t even stepped foot in a grocery store in 2 months since the Corona-virus pandemic. I truly never would have imagined this a year ago. I’ve missed my kids not being able to attend school…
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It’s Your Party and I’ll Cry if I Want to…
“I’m going to cry so much! This is the last year I’ll be able to count his age on one hand.” This was a statement my friend Patricia made during one of our recent play dates. I have been mostly dreading the upcoming send off to Kindergarten, and this observation was just another tear jerking point to add to the list. Thanks for that, P. I’m actually writing this the night before your 5th birthday. Everyone is asleep, and I probably won’t get much of that. Just like I didn’t 5 years ago. This was partly due to the ridiculous bladder of a 40 week pregnant woman. Mostly, though, I…
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I See You Mama
“So how many do you have?” asked the friendly Aldi cashier this afternoon. “Oh just the two. And we’re good there.” I replied, trying to laugh off the crazy that just went down. His reply, “It gets easier after three kids.” PAUSE BUTTON Let me fill you in because CLEARLY you know some fun went down in Aldi today. You’ve heard of PDA, right? Well, in this case it stands for public display of attitude. 1st PDA – Multiple fights between my two and four year old over who got to hold the seat belt strap… in the shared shopping cart seat. 2nd PDA – YELLING for cheese crackers after…
