The diet industry has led to me to believe that my food-related failings - of which there are many - are rooted somewhere deep in my psyche, and it's up to me to figure out where. For a while, I kept a food journal. When that didn’t work, I tried to “eat mindfully”, taking note … Continue reading My Least Favorite Four Letter Word
(SPONSORED) My appreciation for pants with elastic waistbands is well documented. You'll rarely find me wearing anything else. I like clothing that really lets me move so I can hop over baby gates, take the kids for a walk around the neighborhood, and crouch down to pick crumbs up off the floor 784 times a … Continue reading Happy Fall Ya’ll: Legging Season is Here
As featured on Scary Mommy Before I had kids, I thought I was busy. I honestly believed working 40 hours every week, practicing yoga, and grocery shopping left me with no time for all the other things I wanted to do with my life. Okay, you can stop laughing now. Really - knock it off! … Continue reading Why I Don’t Feel Guilty for Being a Busy Mom
Before our kids came along, my husband and I bought our cats expensive food, had the time to brush their fur lovingly, and the patience to indulge their every request for cuddles. They were our pride and joy. It's not like we ever threw birthday parties for them or anything, partly because they're both rescues so we literally don't know which day they were born, and partly because we're not nuts. But we generally doted on them daily.
“But if I’m honest with you, the real reason I’m paying $6 for a drink whose primary ingredient is ice? Because I just need a break.”
If I were to stack Legos on top of one another, adding a new piece every time I was beckoned during the day, the stack would grow into a tower capable of reaching the moon by dinnertime.
I'm one of those women whose waistline expands faster than a marshmallow in a microwave within weeks of seeing two pink lines on a pregnancy test.
Having two boys underfoot when I’ve got a mascara wand hovering dangerously close to my retina really slows me down to the point that I’m rarely on time no matter how hard I try.
My mom friends are some of the strongest, smartest, most resourceful people I know. They're talented problem solvers. They're expert negotiators. They're multitaskers of the highest order, and they deserve better.
You don't work full-time till you're a mom.