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Parenting Reality…
Sitting in a hotel in Fort Lauderdale with two kids with a skin rash and all 3 of them with ear infections. (It’s fine. Everything’s fine. We’re fine. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣) Sipping a mini bottle of complimentary hotel wine out of plastic cups- not because they feel sorry for us, but because our room wasn’t ready when we arrived and it took 3 calls and 2 trips to the front desk to get the sheets and pillows we needed. In case you thought this was all glam and rainbows and sunshine, sorry to disappoint. The reality of it is, we’re whispering, texting each other memes, recapping our vacation, and trying to keep…
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Easy Loaded Potato Veggie Soup (Kid Approved)
One of the best compliments I think I’ve ever received came from my ten year old after she took a bite… “Mom! This is delicious! You should open a restaurant and call it ‘Mommy’s Soup Kitchen’ and serve soups just like this!” She doesn’t know I secretly would love to open a little cafe with hearty and healthy soups, gourmet sandwiches, and all kinds of coffee and desserts. But that dream exhausts me to the core thinking about it. And I’m much more content whipping up delicious little family friendly recipes with a healthy twist in the comfort of my own kitchen, and sharing them with friends on my blog.…
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What They Don’t Tell You When You Become a Parent…
Here’s your baby. Now go out into the world and raise her right. Make sure you breastfeed. Cloth diapers are better for the environment. Feed her organic baby foods. Sleep when the baby sleeps. Enjoy your maternity leave. Don’t give up your career though. Make sure you get enough sleep. Don’t complain. Suck it up on the post partum hormones and don’t let anyone see you cry. Pumping in the bathroom is no big deal, so don’t act like it is. Get your baby into a routine. Better get back into your prepregancy jeans right away. Don’t wear that spit up stained shirt in public, people might judge. Cover up your…
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That thing in the fitting room…
I did that thing in the fitting room tonight... I’m not particularly proud of it... You know the thing...
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Does it Make Me a Bad Mommy if…
Does it make me a bad mommy if I look forward to putting my kids to bed so I can have some quiet and not a constant array of random questions? Wine optional? Does it make me a bad mommy if I sit in the car for an extra 3 minutes after we get home and send the kids inside so I can finish listening to a song with words that aren’t kid-appropriate, reminiscing of days that I could sleep past 7 am with no other humans to worry about? Does if make me a bad mommy if I tell them we’re out of chocolate chips only to pull the…
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Nothing More to Give
It happens. It’s one of those days. When bedtimes hit and we just want to sink into the couch because we literally have nothing more to give. When one last toddler dictated command might just send us over the ledge. “Lord, just give me the patience” I whispered one too many times today. It starts with an awake-too-early morning. You know the one. When you anticipate the youngest sleeping in because she was up too late needing that last drink of water, but that last drink of water late last night had her up before the sun needing to “go potty right now”. If she sees a wink of sunlight,…
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Mother Mother
Mother mother I have no words. My heart is heavy. The whole thing hurts. Another senseless tragedy Broken hearts A grieving society. We claim to want to make a change. We want to see it stop. We scream out loud for gun control. We continue to watch our children drop. We offer prayers, condolences. We rant on public forums. We blame the gun, society, the shooter, mental health, lawmakers, congress, lack of discipline.. There’s never a decorum. With guns we defend our politicians, celebrities, banks, jewelry stores, sporting events, and homes. But then we’re quick to offer a solution by a sign that says “Gun Free Zone”. There is…