Mom Guilt

What Doesn’t Kill You Makes You Stronger… Right?


Parenthood has a way of knocking you on your butt… over an over again.

Just when you think you have the hang of it… you realize…

You don’t.

It’s a daily exercise in humility. (more…)


Stop Saying “Just” a Mom


Yesterday I found myself telling someone “I’m “just” a mom”.

Just a mom?

I quickly brushed off my life as a mom like it was something to be ashamed of, like what I do could easily be done by another, or like it was somehow less than a job that pays.  (more…)

Learning to Leave the House

I don’t enjoy taking my kids in public.

I know it sounds terrible.

I mean there are some public places I’m thrilled to take them: the park, Walmart, Costco, the library… you know places where people wear pajamas and there’s a 90% chance you’re going to run into another child having an epic meltdown.

I do NOT like taking them anywhere they need to be quiet. (more…)

The DOs and DONTs of Road Tripping With Kids


Ok friends, we just got back from a 2500 mile road trip with three kids 6 and under.

Yes, you read that correctly, 2500 miles.

So let’s start off by saying that our extended families live far away…. like 1200+ miles away. Seeing them for the holidays involves extensive travel on our part.

Last year we flew to see the in-laws for Christmas.

Do you know what is worse than driving with three small children?

Flying with three small children  during the holidays. (more…)

Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder: Why I Love School

IMG_3347I’m not one of those moms that cries on the first day of school.

I’m the mom that is smiling and almost giddy.

I’m sure the teacher and other moms think I’m terrible and heartless… I’m ok with that.

I’m a big believer that absence makes the heart grow fonder. Time apart gives me the space (and perspective) to enjoy my kids, to want to be with them, and to say yes to their requests.

The rest of this post is going to make me sound like a terrible mother, feel free to skip it so you maintain your positive perception of me.  (more…)