A few days ago, as I was scrolling down my Facebook newsfeed, I saw a Buzzfeed article about a group of moms on Instagram. Not just any moms. These were brave women who were sharing very raw and real pictures of their post partum bodies with the hashtag #takebackpostpartum. The image on the front
Beautiful Mamas: Observations on the Postpartum Body Read Post »
This past Mother’s Day was one of introspection for me. I had a few hours to myself in the morning between the time my boyfriend left for work and my kids got dropped back off. I thought about my strained relationship with my mom, and I thought a lot about my own experiences as
Strong Girls Grow Up. Read Post »
In an earlier post, I mentioned that I once started a short-lived online journal to kind of vent on the trials and tribulations of being a newbie to the mother-hood. I like looking back at those old posts now and then just to remind myself that I survived the earlier years, which means I’ll
Runaway Mom: Real Talk About Life As a Mama Read Post »
Let me preface this post by saying that I’m writing it almost more as a reminder to myself than as just another entry in my blog…..because parenting is hard. Really hard. Parenting consciously, even more so. Parenting alone, hardest of all. And I’m trying to do all of the above while staying sane, as I’m
Stop. Breathe. Listen.: Advice From a Mama of Bigs Read Post »
There’s nothing quite like that magical, butterflies-in-your-stomach feeling that falling in love brings. The chemicals our brains release, the endorphins, and the fairytale sparkly magic….it’s all just so good. It’s so easy to lose yourself in that passion and magic….and losing yourself doesn’t seem to matter in that moment…but it really does matter. A lot.
