Dear sick mama, I see you. I know you don't have time to be sick. You feel like the world is against you because you literally don't even have energy to pee and when you're sick, nothing is fair and everything sucks. I see you trying not to break in half, trying to pretend you… Continue reading Sick mama
That's all I want to know. These moments of black in between the gloriousness of motherhood. They talk about how amazing motherhood is- the unconditional love, the silly stages, the spontaneous kisses, the cuddles, etc. They don't talk a lot about the in betweens- well, besides the 3am wake ups and the occasional colds...Those are… Continue reading Is he breathing?
INE SUCCESS FOR YOU All too often we equate “success” or “progress” with losing weight, having more money, having all the nice things, having the best pictures on social media- not our faith or our happiness, which is what it should be defined as. I have found that making a list of habits, behaviors, things… Continue reading Defining Success
Are you happy with your life? Do you feel fulfilled? Or only a little bit? It's totally not normal to feel fulfillment every second of your life because if you did, how do you know what it feels like? Those times of wonder and questioning your purpose is normal and totally okay. Those times help… Continue reading Gratitude & Fulfillment
NOT DAIRY FREE Egg Salad with avocado oil mayo, spinach, parsley in Joseph's Lavash Wrap (1/2) Chicken Parm Bites- Lightly breaded chicken chunks from Costco, marinara sauce, dairy free cheese
I was feeling so guilty this week. I had 2 staff meetings back to back so my husband had to pick up Jules at work. Then I had dinner with my college girls who I haven't seen alone (without kids) in about 9 years. I taught Zumba and oh, I got a job teaching English… Continue reading Happy moments
My daughter is everything I hate about me. I know that sounds horrible. I feel horrible writing it, but God it hits me hard. She's stubborn. I'm stubborn. She's OCD and gets stuck- just like me on a bad day. She's cranky as ever- so am I on a bad day. Sometimes she's a bully-… Continue reading Wild child don’t you cry