Elizabeth Baker
Elizabeth was raised in Houston and met her husband Ryan shortly after graduating from Texas A&M with a journalism degree. A few years later, Grayson {Sept 2010}, turned Elizabeth’s world upside down, not only with his sparkling blue eyes and killer smile, but with his profound disabilities and diagnosis of Mitochondrial Disease. After two years of navigating the world of special needs parenting, Elizabeth and Ryan were blessed with Charlotte {Jan 2013} and Nolan {Sept 2015}, perfectly completing their party of five. Elizabeth and her crew live in Katy, and when she can steal a few moments for herself, she can be found out for Mexican food and margaritas with girlfriends, binge-listening to podcasts and audiobooks, or trying once again {unsuccessfully} to organize her closet. In addition to her role as Managing Editor of HMB, Elizabeth writes about faith, politics and special needs parenting for publications like Scary Mommy and HuffPost.You can connect with Elizabeth on Facebook,Twitter, Instagram, or ElizabethKBaker.com
How Potty Training is Training Me
My 3 ½-year-old daughter is not potty trained. There are days, even stretches of days, where I think she’s got it, and I’m optimistic we can finally put this nightmare behind us. Because yes,...
Why Podcasts are Perfect for Busy Moms
Until a few years ago, I had heard of podcasts, but really never knew exactly what they were or how to listen to them. Then Serial gained the attention of the mainstream, and I decided...
It Starts With Me :: Raising Children Who Stand Against Racial Injustice
Two years ago, I had the incredible opportunity to attend the BlogHer Conference in San Jose, California. I was really excited to go to that conference to meet some of my favorite bloggers in...
Finding Your Tribe :: 10 Friends Every Mom Needs
I am in awe, and, I’ll admit, a little jealous of my three-year-old daughter’s ability to make friends. Everywhere we go, she sees other children and says - "Look Mommy! Friends!" We will be at...
Good Enough is Good Enough
Tonight, my three-year-old daughter ate one tiny nibble of a green bean, a slice of cheese, and three grapes for dinner.
Good enough.
This was after her epic meltdown because Mommy couldn’t find her My Little...
New Special Needs Mom… You Can Do This.
Six years ago, I was pregnant with my first and had recently found out I was expecting a boy. I literally spent weeks online picking out the perfect fabric for G’s custom crib bedding,...
My Head & Heart Agree… Our Family is Complete
A funny thing happened sometime in the last few months as my third child morphed from a sleepy, snuggly newborn into a mobile, into everything, LOUD 8-month-old... I sincerely mean it when I say...
When Your Child Asks About Mine
We all know that children are naturally curious. And when they see my son G, they often stare. I see your daughter eyeing his wheelchair, trying to mentally process why he’s her size but...