How are you doing mamas? I am not well and I will admit it. As most of you know, I consider this my safe place to vent- a platform for mamas to share the good things, the bad things, and everything in between. We are living in an unprecedented time, a time where we have… Continue reading It’s all too much
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
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
This may sound a little morbid, but this summer is hitting me really hard- the last summer of me. The last summer that I don't have to worry about my kids because they are still in daycare. The last summer I can sit on my unicorn float and read 3 books and day drink without… Continue reading My Last Summer
This one is hard for me to write. I had to write it now because a few months from now it will sting too much. We are in the last few months of daycare and most of her friends are already gone. They all started together about 4 years ago. Juliana started there at 9… Continue reading Can you just stay at daycare?
I remember when I had my first baby, I want to spend every second with her. I cried my eyes out for days and hours when I sent her to daycare for the first time. I actually hated everyone at work. I even wore her teething necklace to work. I am very fortunate enough to… Continue reading No more guilt
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”