My family and I are in survival mode. Not just because it’s the most stressful time of the year (hello Christmas shopping and baking and commitments and parties!). We have a 7-week old baby.
Tag: life changes
My boys and I have been going through some pretty major changes recently with their dad moving out of the house. I’ve been trying my best to keep things as “normal” as possible for them, whatever that means. I’m starting to question what “normal” is for me so I can’t even imagine how hard it
I had hoped to write about finding peace this week. In so many ways my life has become much more peaceful, especially over the last year. Many stressors from the last decade have lessened and I am enjoying the benefit of having older children who actually sleep. Unfortunately, however, I’m not comfortable saying that I’m
Change is not always easy. It can also be complex – both scary and exciting, and it can certainly take you by surprise. I’m not always the best at dealing with change. I often think back to the circumstances surrounding the birth of my youngest daughter. I had a c-section with my first-born and was bound
I was kind of stuck on what to write about this week. Sometimes everything feels busy, crazy, and chaotic … although a post usually springs from that! But it was pretty mellow week, all things considered. I’ve been loving the weather, pulling thin jackets and down vests out of storage, collecting leaves with my daughter,
Something wonderful is happening in this era of my life. I have been undergoing a metamorphosis of sorts. The caterpillar inside of me is breaking out of its cocoon and spreading its beautiful butterfly wings. Cheesy metaphor, I know, but please bear with me. It seems like just yesterday I was writing this post about
No, it’s not because I’m still on a Halloween hangover; it’s because someone (read: me) had the brilliant idea to switch their daughter to a big girl bed this week, right in the middle of a crazy-busy time. Because we working moms don’t multitask enough, right? I’ve got a lot on my plate. I’ve taken