I love. I mom. I run. I teach. I dream. I breathe. I dance. I feel. I get depressed. I feel run down. I cry. I compare. I get jealous. I feel. And guess what? That's okay. Why can't it be okay to feel all those feelings and have them sometimes overlap? Why do we… Continue reading What do you do?
It's not often that we get feel good stories. That's why I don't even have cable. I can't stand the news and all the crap tv out there. I have Hulu and Netflix, but I'm lucky if I even get to watch it. #momlife. No but I usually will watch something when I schedule my… Continue reading A feel good story
I got to play with my kids tonight. I got to spend real time- no husband, no screen time, no running, no multitasking, no phones- yes I took pictures and videos obviously because it's me. I wanted to cry the whole time, not because I was sad but because I was so damn happy and… Continue reading “I can’t stay a baby, Mama”
Not just because Hudson is 2, but everything this week seems extra sensitive for me. I'm in a good place in my life mentally but every so often my emotional bank is robbed and I feel every emotion all at once. I'm sad because my kids are getting older, happy to watch them grow, anxious… Continue reading Feelin all the feels
I've posted about this before and I'm crazy on Instagram about running- mainly because I'm proud. Some people ask me why I run. I even have people ask me if I'm crazy. I have people (ones who know me well) tell me that I need to start slowing down. What for? Why do people feel… Continue reading Why I run
If you've been following me, you know I was so nervous to leave my family for the first time in 4 years. I wasn't even leaving for 1 night, but 2! The day I left was extremely hectic- a student destroyed my classroom right when I had to leave to bring Juliana to her preschool… Continue reading Kripalu
To the most selfless man that I have ever met. To the king of our family. To the man who always worried about everyone but himself. To the man who truly loved his life. To the man who never gave me a 10 when he taught me how to swim because he wanted me to… Continue reading Dear Gramps