Spoiler alert: It’s me. I’m that tired mom. And you? Well, you’re the something I’m letting go. And that stomachache I have, well, that’s the guilt that I have over saying goodbye. I’m not fooling myself. I know you’re not all sitting there waiting for my post each month, hitting refresh over and over again until
Author: Jenn
I was wracking my brain for things I just couldn’t live without and I couldn’t come up with a single thing beyond the absolute essentials – family, friends, love, shelter, food . . . I guess that means that I’m a pretty lucky woman. I’m sure feeling that way! So here’s my list of really
How did having children affect your friendships? How many hours of sleep do you get a night? How often are you intimate with your spouse? These are just a few of the questions you might want to ask other moms. At CTWM, we had a feeling that no matter where you fall on the spectrum of
How often do you wash your sheets? Do you limit screen time? How often do you sign back into work after the kids go to bed? These are just a few of the questions you might want to ask other moms. At CTWM, we had a feeling that no matter where you fall on the spectrum
For years I’ve wondered how I stack up to other parents and, in particular, others who are the primary ‘makers of home.’ I don’t remember the last time I washed the kitchen floor and is it gross that I only bathe the kids a few times a week? I’ve always wanted to know how often
As one of my best friends and fellow CTWM bloggers described the scene in her basement, my eyes widened with the possibilities. While she dreaded going through bags of hand me down clothes, I got excited thinking about sorting, washing and folding all of the clothes, placing them in labeled, stackable bins. While she seemed
Have you seen all these adorable photos of elves swimming in mugs of mini-marshmallows or making snow angels on the counter in flour? Have you felt the pressure to bring a little elf home to your kids? Has that voice in your head that tells you aren’t creative enough or don’t have enough energy at
I’ve always been a pretty organized adult. My late twenties were probably the height of my organizational skills. I had a paper planner with each dinner, vacation, social event and (frequent) gym visit highlighted. As I turned thirty and my first child was born things started heading downhill, if only slightly. I returned to work
Every night and every morning I find myself standing over my children and barking orders. Brush your teeth. Now go potty. Now get your clothes on. Let’s go. We’re late. Shoes on. Backpacks on. Meet me at the door. NOW! And one day last week, I realized something terrible: I am the boss everyone hates,
It’s my turn! She got more than me! That’s not FAIR! These phrases are pretty commonplace in any household with children. But they can also sometimes rattle around in my own brain. It’s no secret to me (and my husband) that when I am not at my best I sometimes tend to keep score. As
