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
I coach a little college cheerleading on the side- just once a month for a great group of girls. I love going there because it reminds me of college... the days of effortless love, no technology, and hardly any responsibilities. Facebook wasn’t even invented until my senior year of college. We actually all got to… Continue reading The island of motherhood
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
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