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It doesn’t matter what kind of morning we had… …whether we laughed and played, or I yelled while he didn’t listen. It doesn’t matter how many times I’ve screwed up in motherhood… …whether I’m proud of myself or disappointed. And it’s usually the latter. He doesn’t care. When we’ve been separated for any amount of…
My girl has been SO pumped to work out with me this week. Sharing a workout with a two-year-old is a challenge, but it’s been an amazing reminder for me. She’s paying attention to the things I do. She learns from me and enjoys being like me. My aerobic step comes out; we need to…
Truth? I’m a distracted parent. It’s maybe my least favorite thing about myself. Honestly, it breaks my heart. ‘Distracted’ is not the kind of mom I meant to be. Still, to this point, I’ve struggled to correct it. I’m distracted by my phone. Did I respond to the texts? Wasn’t I trying to remember something…
My Christmas Prayer This Christmas, Lord, let me open my heart like never before. Help me hold tight to the special moments…before they slip away into memories. Help me give grace to the people who can’t give what I need. Help me appreciate them for who they are, and help me to see all the…
The kids are out of bed too early this morning. Sleepy, not quite ready to play, they need something to do. I put on a movie and suggest that they help me by picking up their mess of toys, while I start cleaning and doing dishes. Quietly, I comment (to myself, or so I think)…
My little girl’s new winter coat showed up on our front porch when I was feeling particularly down about the world. These days, maybe more often than not, I feel like I come up short when I search for the goodness I know is out there. I didn’t expect to find it in a toddler’s…
Last week was one of the hardest weeks I’ve had in my parenting life. I felt emotionally raw and physically exhausted, and my mind was in a negative space. Murphy’s Law was in full effect, too; if something could go wrong at all, it went wrong gloriously. It was just plain miserable. And even though…
To my sweetest love… Before I held you in my arms, I knew you. I loved you deeply. I vowed to move mountains to protect you. Protecting your child is the fiercest instinct a mother has, and yet, in an imperfect world, it is also the most challenging. When you were still tiny, I had…
To my besties who are doing life without littles… We said it would never happen, but our friendship got a little weird. It’s my fault, too — I became the cliche mom I said I’d never be. And in the process, I’ve done and said some cringeworthy things I promised both you and myself that…