MommyCon 2019

It’s that time of year again. Tula, RePlay, Stoneyfield…oh my! You guessed it. MommyCon and DaddyCon! I cannot wait! You can catch me at the Chicago event from March 1-3. But for a complete list of dates and locations click here. (New locations added this year!) And tickets can be purchased by following this LINK….

Embrace your temple.

This photo speaks volumes to me. I struggled with the idea of ‘baby weight’, with the idea that my body was now less beautiful because of my stretch marks, with the stigma that mothers will never love their bodies the same again. Well let me tell you. Over the past year I’ve really done some…

We All Have Bad Days.

We are all entitled to bad days. But why are we so quick to criticize our children for them?

My Ode to Leggings

When Christmas time rolls around, I find it a bit hard to write about Christmas. So I thought I’d change it up a bit. If you follow me on Facebook you probably saw my post about my new love and passion for mom jeans. I really love their high waist and ability to suck everything…

Help Yourself.

This is me. Leaving my first counseling session. We lose ourselves along the way of becoming a wife and mother. We suffer in silence. Unknown to family and friends. But we are not alone.

My Thoughts of Today.

  I’ll be honest I struggle with this on a daily. So many nights after Nora goes to sleep and the day has come to an end. I feel defeated. The phrase, ‘the cleaning can wait, your baby won’t last’ literally haunts my mind. Did I spend enough time with her? Instead of doing the…

Patience is a Mother. 

I got this bracelet years ago and it’s more than a bracelet to me. It is my daily reminder in life to wait. It’s always been a hard thing for me to do, even as a child. I don’t like to wait. I sometimes get irritable and whine. It drives my husband crazy, I’m sure….

What’s (really) In My Diaper Bag.

Ok let’s be honest here, since having Nora I don’t have a purse. My diaper bag IS my purse. And a messy one at that. Right now I’m rocking the Skip Hop Duo Signature Diaper Bag in Chevron. I’m slightly obsessed with chevron so when I saw this one it was a no brainer that…

Eat Dirt Mom!

Growing up I can remember jumping in mud puddles and eating ‘unflowered’ dandelions because I was a dinosaur. I remember getting dirty. Being one with nature. And guess what? I didn’t die! It still baffles me why some moms freak out when their child gets even a speck of something dirty on them. And don’t…