Let me start by saying that I am blessed to be safe in my home space during this pandemic. However, I find myself scrolling through social media as a default coping mechanism looking for distraction. That may or may not be a good idea because we all know how social media can have a negative impact…
Continue reading ➞ The Mind Game Has Changed
I recently received an email from the Amazon affiliate program stating that my links weren't being used enough, and that I have 90 days to up their usage or my account will close. First of all, thanks for the update, Amazon. If my account closes I am quite certain I will move on but I…
Continue reading ➞ A Few More of My Favorite Things
Please welcome Patrilie to the blog. She was kind enough to share her experiences and expertise on an incredibly important (and what I find to be vulnerable) topic. This post is the second of a two-part series on eating disorders and mental health. To read Part One, titled Food is Hard, click here. You can…
My experience with depression is not sadness. In fact I don't feel sad at all. I just don't feel. There may be uncontrollable sobbing, loss of interest in things I once enjoyed, lack of motivation, finding it difficult to get going in the morning, or any time of day really. An inability to sleep through…
Continue reading ➞ ‘Til Hygiene Parts Us
*Please note: this post contains affilitate links. You can read my disclosure policy here.* I am frequently asked how I manage to shop for five kids every Christmas. My husband and I start talking about what we want to get the kids for Christmas around October. He usually tells me, "Let's think about it," or…
Continue reading ➞ Christmas Shopping Edition: Elf
My youngest child is almost four years old. To me, she looks like the teeniest tiniest human in all of history; but to her she feels the need to frequently remind me: "I not beebee , I big girl." She has also been ripping my heart out with the constant mnemonic: "Soon I go to…
Continue reading ➞ Getting There
I should call this blog: "Six months on, six months off" My love for writing is never ending, but my fear of vulnerability is overwhelming. I've been told repeatedly that in order for this blog to grow I need find my "niche." An incessant people pleaser, I've come on here and tried to find a…
*Fun Fact: I wrote this blog December 2017. Now I remember why I blog, because I barely remember this day. Also, truer today than it was then.* Kids grow up. That's what they do. To a certain extent, you expect it. They have their first struggled, possibly accidental roll. First grunted army crawl, first wobbly…
Continue reading ➞ Ready or Not
DISCLAIMER: The following blog discusses Santa Claus and the like. Proceed with caution. We have a saying in our house: we don't keep secrets. This rule was established for the obvious, and maybe to some, not so obvious reasons. But, basically when you tell one of our children "don't tell" they know that is a…
Continue reading ➞ The Day the Magic Died
My darlings always want to cut things. And brand things. "Who drew on the wall?" followed by "Who cut up this book?" [sorry library] become daily questions. "Not me," they always say. Word to the wise: if you don't want to be blamed, children, then don't autograph your art. Needless to say we have disposed…
Continue reading ➞ Scissors and Sharpies
