This week, I’ve felt like a complete failure. I feel as though a lot of moms use that term as a “fishing for compliments” device. “No! You’re a great mom!” is the typical response one is looking for when saying they feel like a failure. But this week has perhaps...
I grew up here. I know every single house on the main stretches of the road. Many of the homes have been torn down to make way for new developments, but I can still recall who lived where. I can drive my exact school bus route from elementary school. I...
A couple of weeks ago I did something drastic. I cleaned out our fridge and pantry and threw out every single processed find. I’m talking about the goldfish and the sugary cereals. Granted, we didn’t have too much of it in our pantry so it wasn’t being super wasteful. But still!...
I was recently watching Daniel Tiger’s Neighborhood without my children. They had lost interest and after a full 20 minute show, I realized I was the only person still in the room completely zoned, yet entranced by Daniel’s mother. How is this tigress able to communicate with her children so...
From the deepest, darkest corners of our home is where my anxiety lives. From the depths of our disorganized, disastrous basement, pantry and closets… you’ll find my blood pressure rises to a boil. CLUTTER. I know I’m not alone here. For me, it’s an everyday annoyance. I realize I have...
Scene: Marshalls. Approximately 5:15 PM. Tuesday. Shopping needs: 1 black sweater. Actors: 1 very loud, very hungry son. 1 very loud, very hungry, very ornery daughter. 1 very crabby baby. 1 very exhausted mother. Backstory: I’m looking for a black sweater for an upcoming event. Simple enough. We’ve already been...
