• The Sacred Hours of 3-8pm

    Last year while at an activity at my girls’ school, I stood in a circle of fellow moms groaning about their schedules and commitments and how stressed they all were. It was May after all and even though I did…

  • For the December Weary Parent

    As the days get colder and shorter, our bodies become intuitively more tired even without the extra hustle. It is not because we are doing anything wrong, it is nature’s way of telling us to slow down, sleep longer, linger…

  • Do what you love…but still rest.

    Woeeee. I think this is the longest I’ve gone without writing here TO DATE. Fun fact I even forgot my log in to get to my own blog that I’ve had for 10 years, cool cool.  If I am not…

  • The life within us

    When you have kids in elementary school, specifically one that is doing a deep dive on animals for a school project, you find yourself learning all kinds of incredibly random animal things. Recently, one fact in particular struck me. Did…

  • Is this okay? Is this safe?

    Several weeks ago I tagged along with a good friend at her Church for a women’s brunch she invited me to. Over the course of two hours we sang worship songs, listened to a Christmas message and chatted with the…

  • Joy for the Women too

    A few years ago Shain got me a soda stream for Christmas. I never asked for one, didn’t really even know what a soda stream was. At first I was seriously confused since I don’t drink soda (or you know…POP,…

  • The Day I Learned My Trigger.

    The year our second daughter was born was also a turning point for our marriage… and not a great one. My husband was working a job with limited downtime, constant travel and he had a whole TWO days off when…

  • Mom Goals

    I remember sitting in the doctor’s office when I was pregnant with my first baby and I came across a magazine that had a professional soccer player on the cover. The headline said something like: “Back on the field six…

  • Manic thoughts from a first time Kinder Mom

    For years when the back to school photos would start to circulate, I would tear up thinking about my babies, but I would also feel myself being slightly envious. Amidst the tears and the tantrums and the diapers, it seemed…