Me, Mommy

Sometimes we just want to be a blanket burrito…and that’s ok.

My ears literally ring from the silence the moment my kids are asleep. It's like I've been standing right next to the speakers at a rock concert and the silence on the drive home is deafening. ¬†Something occurs in that stretch of the night between dinner and bed. Is there a technical name for it?… Continue reading Sometimes we just want to be a blanket burrito…and that’s ok.

Me

Not the Spa Type

I was planning to write about my quest for the best nail polish, which is funny because I never cared about polish until a few months ago. My nails have since been a different color every week. I guess it's decades of a missed beauty ritual I'm making up for. While gathering my thoughts about… Continue reading Not the Spa Type

Me, Mommy

Siblings Are a Gift

When I was 5 my whole life changed, only at the time I didn't realize it. I knew my mom was having a baby, but at that age it's hard to really understand what that means. She made it to her due date, but something happened. There was no longer a heartbeat. My beautiful sister;… Continue reading Siblings Are a Gift

Me, Mommy

A Message of Hope: For All the Moms Worrying About Kindergarten

Dear (Almost) Kindergarten Mom, I have four words for you. You Can Do This! Ok, actually I have way more words, but we'll start with that. This is to all the moms (and dads) out there who are inching ever so close to your child's first year of school. You're about to get them registered… Continue reading A Message of Hope: For All the Moms Worrying About Kindergarten

Me

Handcrafted

I'm more beautiful today than I was 10 years ago.¬† Ok wait, let me try that again with a serious face. I'm working through these thoughts as I write, and I'll admit it sounds pretty bizarre to actually say that. Give it a try. I'm more beautiful today than I was 10 years ago. Did… Continue reading Handcrafted

Marriage, Me

Celebration

... because forever love is beautiful. She sat alone. Like shy flowers in the table's center, she's often noticed but quickly forgotten. From across the room he was in awe of her delicacy. Extending his strong hand and a warm smile she obliged, hesitantly. His brilliant eyes won her over. Dancing for 50 years, with… Continue reading Celebration