The first post I ever wrote as I made my way into the mom blogosphere was a confession, early on, about how much I did not love the baby stage. I wrote openly and honestly about how much I...
Second time moms are deemed “been there, done that” moms, because, well, we have already been there and done that when it comes to this whole pregnancy thing. However, as I make my way through my second pregnancy, I’m...
When I put this post on the editorial calendar a few weeks ago, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. I thought, "Oh fun, a way to document my crazy days!" Turns out, it's also a...
Your life is made up of tiny little everyday moments. The chores, the precious daily naps, the waffles that have to be made juuuust right every morning. As moms, we often go through our days on auto pilot, not...
Parenting, no matter how you do it, is very hard. Maintaining everyone's schedule, meal planning, and just the simple idea of what to wear can sometimes be a bit overwhelming. I am a working mother during the school year,...
On those nights when you have a new babysitter coming over and are going out for the first time, there can be some serious apprehension...and a lot going on. Parents typically are hyper-focused on getting ready for that fun...
When you gotta go, you gotta go.
Except when you can’t. Whenever I am in a new public place, I scour the facility for restrooms, keeping my fingers crossed for a family restroom or a single occupancy bathroom. No I...
March is Women’s History Month, and more specifically, March 8th is International Women’s Day. Historically, women have offered the world so much sacrifice and art and activism and beauty and love, that these dates should be celebrated for the holidays...
The dream: get married, build a healthy family, have the white picket-fence house, and live happily ever after. That's how it works out, right? Not all of the time.
I'm a single dad with a two-year-old daughter and have been...
For many years summertime in our home encompassed days upon days in the pool. I would spend the morning slicing up the juiciest watermelons, making popsicles and snow cones. Shouts of Marco and then, Polo, would fill the back...