I remember the first time someone told me they made their own chicken stock. This blew my mind and elicited my staccato response, “What?! Wait. How? Why?” For them, they wanted to know all the ingredients in the food they were serving their family. Similarly, I also desire confidence to know the food I feed…
For years I have pleaded, “God if you’re real, show a sign. God if you’re real, break my heart to make a change. God if you’re real, please deliver me.” But I’ll tell you… Tonight, God did my dishes. Tonight, God crawled under my bed, dusted, and swept top to bottom. Tonight, God brought pizza….
In preparing for my homebirths, I started designing birth affirmation t-shirts, tank tops, and all sorts of products and apparel in order to give myself positive messages to focus on any moment a felt the weight of anxiety kick in. I made them for myself, husband, and even my entire birth team to wear if…
By 10 AM today my toddler was eating a vanilla ice cream shake. Why? Because I negotiated with my child. We’re in the middle of a move across country and my heart knows I need to loosen my grip on our day in order to get things done. So today? I will compromise on food because…
Today it was a blue slushie. Yesterday it was the iPad. They’re things that my nearly 4-year-old daughter feels entitled to. She pleaded her case declaring that she ate “real food” and reminded me that she spent countless hours frolicking around the house and playing outside. Her righteous indignation came out demanding that she deserved…
Through tears my four-year-old exclaims “but I just need space and Emma won’t leave me alone!” In fact, Jenn will regularly tell me that Emma is just not giving her space and she just wants to be left alone right now because her sister is not respecting boundaries or personal space. And that’s hard. Especially because…
“Ay um sum tuuu” Em, my two-year-old, squealed as I furiously sliced sweet potatoes this morning. That can be translated as “I want some too” and was in reference to the butternut squash and sweet potato hash recipe I was cooking up in our instant pot. I was on a mission to find a yummy,…
This is a sponsored post written by me on behalf of Tom’s of Maine. All opinions are 100% mine. It never fails, does it? Get the kids going on some activity, maybe even plugged into a screen just for the sake of needing a few minutes to unwind and relax. Alone. In the shower. With…
In a foggy haze, I leaned my head back as I crouched on my knees and let out a long, deep moaning roar. I growled and grunted, instinctively urging my baby to be born into this world, begging that child to just come out and just be born already. At that point, it was five-something…
Shattered glass showered my face as I remember ducking to get away from the cow smashing through our car’s windshield at 70mph. It was September 15th, 2012 and it was the most defining day of my life. On the old country highway, it wasn’t just our windows that were shattered but it was also the…
After 5 weeks of visiting family, shuffling through airports with a toddler and an infant, and trying to keep my business alive, our little family of four packed up and squeezed into the van for a “do-nothing” trip to the White Mountains. For about a week or two before I had been having headaches and…
This shop has been compensated by Collective Bias, Inc. and its advertiser. All opinions are mine alone. #MyTuesdayValentine #CollectiveBias Nestled in a small wooden box that sits on a dusty bedroom shelf are little cut up pieces of paper detailing all the things my husband loves about me. …how perfectly we fit together when we…