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    Dear Future Self: A Mother’s Prayer

    Dear Future Self, Please tell me that we get through this – this messy, sticky, sleep-deprived, ordinary chaos. Tell me that someday, I will drink coffee again for pleasure, not survival. Reassure me that I will go to bed someday at 10 pm and not wake up until my alarm goes off in the morning. Prove to me that my patience during the terrible twos was worth it in the end. And promise me that when I’m not patient – when I’m yelling and drowning in mom guilt, that I haven’t ruined my children. Tell me that someday, when the girls have mastered independence, that Jeff and I will still…

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    An End of an Era: Mourning the Loss of Nap Time

    It is an end of an era. We are officially swimming in uncharted waters. Elsie has said “so-long” to nap time. Abruptly. Whole-heartedly. Exuberantly. Like everything else she does in life. I say these are “uncharted waters” because Zoe, at four-and-a-half, has yet to give up her nap. The girl loves to sleep. Each afternoon, she usually does quiet time from 12pm-1ish. Usually, by 1pm, she’s coming down the stairs, asking (yes, asking) to be tucked in for nap because she’s tired. She’ll then sleep for a solid two hours. And then turn around and go to bed at 7:30 and not wake up until 7:30 the next morning (minus…

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    The Pre-Baby Dress: Body Image, Raising Daughters and Being Fearfully and Wonderfully Made

    Last week I wore a dress that had been languishing in the back of my closet. This particular dress had made the cut after my closet purge. I’m not sure why I kept it, besides the fact that it’s a pretty dress. Perhaps because it represents my pre-baby body. Probably because I have been hoping it would someday fit me like the first time I put it on. And while it didn’t look horrible when I wore it, I had to go around uncomfortably sucking in my stomach all day. And even though I have managed to lose most of my post-baby weight, my body has changed. My hips are…

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    Solo Parenting When Your Spouse Travels for Work: 5 Tips to Survive

    It’s no secret that Jeff travels quite a bit for work. It was one of the requirements for his job position. From day one, we always knew that work travel would be part of our lives.  When asked in his interview if he would be willing to travel for work, the answer was an emphatic “YES!” Let it be known that there is a difference between the decisions made when you’re twenty-three and starting out and when you’re thirty and you’re parenting two kids. At twenty-three, the idea of work travel across the world sounded adventurous, exciting, even glamorous. Fast forward seven years and this momma and her two kiddos…

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    To My Baby, Who Isn’t

    To my darling Baby, who isn’t, Today you needed me for the first time in a long time. Yes, I know. You’re only two so you still need me for lots of things. Like food and diaper changes and snacks. But today you actually needed me. You have been stretching to grow up from the moment you breathed air. You devour life with the fiercest of independence. But amongst all that determination and mountain moving, you often don’t have time for the quiet, the snuggles, the soft landing of Momma on baby. I love your energy, your insatiable curiosity, your indisputable confidence, yet there are moments I long for you to…