“I just never feel satisfied with anything” my child said and I immediately stopped what I was doing and sat on the floor next to him. “Me too, baby,” I said as I looked him straight in the eyes. “I’m the same way.” No deflecting. No pretending like I didn’t hear him. No toxic positivity….
I Don’t Want My Kids To “Just Be Happy”
Perhaps it’s time to retire the “I just want my kids to be happy” narrative. Something I have learned in life is that it’s not even realistic. Nobody can be happy all the time. And even if we could, would we then understand the value of happiness? Would we appreciate it or just expect it?…
The Day Your First Child’s Born
The day our first baby’s born holds extra special meaning in a mama’s heart because in so many ways, we were born too. Our new life as a mom; learning to care for a baby, learning the meaning of love like no other, and discovering what it means to live for someone and something so…
Don’t Just Marry A Man Who Is Good To You
Don’t just marry a man who is good to you. Marry a good man. A man who tips the waiter extra just “because”. A man who holds the door open for strangers. The man who picks up trash in the parking lot, even when he doesn’t think anyone is looking. The person who kicks rocks…
The Comparison Game Will Eat You Alive If You Let It
There’s an older couple that lives down the street from me. I always saw them going on walks together and often found myself thinking “must be nice.” Must be nice to reach an age with your partner where you still love each other after so many years — you’ve ‘made it’ — and you can…
Someday We Will Miss All This
“We will miss this someday,” I said to my husband. We were driving home after a rare lunch date. Lunch dates seem to be the only chance we’ve had lately to connect as a couple. Since Covid hit, getting alone time at all dried up completely as we cut out babysitters and tried to keep…
Our Kids Are Listening
These kids? They’re listening. They hear us when we complain. They know when we are talking about them. They’re not ignorant. They’re not dumb. They are so smart. They’re processing everything we say. They are building their vocabulary, their character, and developing little personalities based on what they hear. When I say, “He’s my stubborn…
Asking For Help Is The Fastest Way Home
We have these thorns in our region called goat heads. They are nasty little suckers and anyone who’s ever stepped on one knows it’s 100 times worse than stepping on a Lego. When one of my dogs steps on one, which is not uncommon, they stop walking and lift their paw up. And then they…
My Wild Child Lives Hard And Loves Hard
My wild child is worth all of it. The tantrums, the fights, the power struggles…. dear Lord, the power struggles. If there is a boundary, my son will find it. Some days he will tip toe over it. Other days he will bulldoze right on through. He tests my anxiety more than it’s ever been…
Here’s To Another Year Of This Wonderful, Tragic, Beautiful Life
Here’s to another hardest, best, worst, wonderful year of my life. Here’s to making it through the tears, the pain, and the heartbreak. Here’s to thriving with the victories, the milestones, and the wins. Here’s to recognizing that my very worst day does not define me, and my biggest mistakes will never own me. To…
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