Motherhood

One Kid is Harder Than Four Kids. Trust Me.

For everyone who’s ever said (or thought), “I can barely handle my one kid, I don’t know how you do this with four kids!“ I want to let you in on a little secret: I don’t. One kid is the hardest amount of kids to manage. I know the math doesn't add up. I know… Continue reading One Kid is Harder Than Four Kids. Trust Me.

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Serious Question: How Do You People Remember to Dress Your Kids for the Cold?

I went out into the world today to get my 4 year old’s hair cut because that’s what competent mothers do apparently. Before we left, I checked the weather (and by “checked the weather” I mean I stuck my arm out the front door and waved it around). Crap. It was cold. My arm estimated… Continue reading Serious Question: How Do You People Remember to Dress Your Kids for the Cold?

Motherhood

Mothering is Supposed to be Both Messy and Sweet (and So Are You!)

I spend a lot of time talking about the sticky parts of motherhood. That’s mostly because I’m all about showing my junk. I show my junk so you know you’re not the only one with junk. Motherhood IS sticky, there’s no doubt about that, but it’s also beautiful, right? I have this kid, she’s a… Continue reading Mothering is Supposed to be Both Messy and Sweet (and So Are You!)

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The One Thing Moms Need to Remain Sane: The Mom Non-Negotiable

Yesterday I remembered it was costume day at dance and today I remembered to send Halloween candy to school. Also, I don’t want to brag, but I signed the field trip form WITHOUT a reminder text from the teacher. So, you see, I remember things. I’m basically a parenting expert. Anyone need discipline tips? Seriously… Continue reading The One Thing Moms Need to Remain Sane: The Mom Non-Negotiable

Motherhood, My Kids

An Open Letter to My Oldest: Being Your Mother is a Pleasure

I woke up today and my husband told me that it was our oldest daughter's birthday. He says she turns 7 today. And, I just don't understand how this could be true. How can this be real? Seven? Really? But she was just born last week. It was just last week that I rocked her… Continue reading An Open Letter to My Oldest: Being Your Mother is a Pleasure