Save for the occasional anxiety-induced meltdown, I’m a pretty easygoing person. This mostly carried over into my pregnancy and parenting as well, though now that I’m a mom I sometimes fear that my approach might be seen as careless or even irresponsible. For example, when I was pregnant, I totally had my one cup of coffee
I’ve used my son’s diaper cream for my own body. Baby Boy has this great-smelling, creamy petroleum jelly diaper cream that I carry around in my diaper bag/work bag. I’ve used it in a pinch to moisturize my dry legs while at work, as a lip balm for my lips severely dehydrated due to breastfeeding,
Nothing brings the confessions out faster than being a new parent. I can’t be too shy about sharing my parenting faux pas since they’ve become my new reality anyways. There’s no hiding from them! Come wade with me through my dirty laundry pile—literally or figuratively, ‘cause I’ve got a lot of that going on too…
Oh how I LOVE our true confessions posts. Our sparkly Kate got us started on this a while ago and at one point we did an entire blogger series about our confessions! Confessions are awesome for many reasons including that they help us purge those deep down thoughts that make us wonder if we’re nuts
In January about 16 of us bloggers went to New York City for a super fun photo shoot at The Bump. I struggled to come up with something to wear. Nothing I owned would represent me correctly as the hip professional mom who’s someone important at a brand transformation firm (hint: that’s not really me).
In honor of Moms4moms day, I am sharing a few of my recent mom-fessions. Remember to love more and judge less! When my daughter asked me how she got out of me when she was born, I told her I sneezed her out. In my defense, she’s only 5 and caught me a little off
In celebration of the upcoming Moms for Moms Day on March 4th I’ve decided to offer up some momfessions for you all. I’m hoping that many of you might be able to relate to some of these and share some momfessions of your own with us. Judgment-free zone, right mommas? Well, here goes… 1. I used
I love your dirty laundry, the dishes in your sink, the mud on your floor. I love the lawn that hasn’t been mowed, the ice remaining on your driveway, the hair that is unkempt. I recently received this text and picture from my spouse: We recently started dog-training with our foster-turned-adopted 6-year-old mutt, Challenger (Challie).
I promise not to let my happiness grow or dissipate by external things. I will hold myself accountable when I say “I’m happy BECAUSE I have THIS” or “I’m happy BECAUSE I accomplished THAT.” I promise myself and my kids that together we will learn that happiness doesn’t come from things turning out the way we want, or the things we get to have, it comes from us.
When I was given the opportunity to travel to my company’s Philadelphia office for an overnight business trip I was pretty excited. Okay, more like ecstatic. I had previously only been away from my husband and kids for one night since becoming a mom. I love being a wife and a mom, but a night