This post originally appeared on Perfection Pending. I knew it the second the alarm clock shouted at me at 6:40AM, I was tired. Not tired, exhausted. My muscles and bones ached, and my eyelids felt as if they weighed 110 pounds. I wanted to hit snooze, but with my husband out of town for two Read Post
What A Stray Cat Taught Me About Self-Care
It was such a quick conversation with a wonderful woman from Broward County’s Animal Care Center. We were buying kitten food at the pet store and she brought in a mama cat and her two babies still nursing. The mom was not even a year old, and was skin and bones. She was so beautiful, yet Read Post
Why All Moms Need to Go On Vacation Alone
Have you ever been on vacation by yourself? I haven’t, but for some reason this year when I was about to hit a big birthday, I wanted more than anything to celebrate alone. Head west to the Grand Tetons for a solo trek through the mountains, take some incredible photos, read, sleep, and full absorb Read Post
10 Ways Motherhood Has Changed Me
As I was stood watching the parade at the Magic Kingdom, my eyes teared up and my heart swelled as I saw their sweet smiling faces and hands waving at the characters. They were so full of joy as Merida, Rapuzel, Tinker Bell, Elsa, Snow White, and all of their favorite princesses waltzed by. They were Read Post
The Single Worst Thing About Being a Working Mom
There are many downfalls when you have, or choose, to be a working mom. Sure there are the looks and comments from people that judge you for not ‘raising’ your children. Then comes the sleep deprivation that leaves you disheveled and out of sorts when you first return to work. There’s the breast pump malfunctions and Read Post
The Day She Called Me Mother
I don’t know if it’s a new phase, because she’s turning six tomorrow, or we’ve watched Tangled too many times…but I wasn’t pleased with the newest name she had for me, Mother. “Good bye Mother, have a good day!” she said as she left for school this week. Then the next night when she was frustrated she proclaimed, Read Post
Double the Kids, Quadruple the Mom Guilt
I never want this feeling to end, being needed by my baby. The smell of her freshly washed hair, her baby soft skin cuddled next to me, and the sound of her whispering, “lay down with me” at bedtime. But time is moving at warp speed, and in another month she will turn three. No longer Read Post
