📸: at Magnolia - I liked this wall for obvi reasons. Guys. This hashtag mom life is hard. Like really really really hard and for us- the hard has been hard-ing on overtime these last few months. I mean gut wrenchingly, heart breaking-ly, spirit shatteringly, difficult. Raising teens in a world filled with unlimited technology…
Continue reading ➞ Move It or Lose It
You know what? Life is hard. Sometimes the hard is so unrelenting and the pockets of joy are so few and far between and their relief so temporary that it feels like the hard is what life is now. When my kids were teeny tiny and I was in the trenches of toddler hard, many…
Continue reading ➞ Night Lights
My Spotify playlist is a thing of car rides and because I have five kids that partake in (what feels like) 17 activities we are allllways riding in a car. Our drives are spent flipping between various playlists. We take turns playing “Carpool Karaoke” and crooning to our favorite tunes. On this particular day (in…
Continue reading ➞ Singing the Blues
Sometimes things are hard. Sometimes hard things don’t care that it’s supposed to be the most wonderful time of the year. Sometimes the holidays are trying and filled with uncertainty and fear and grief and regret and doubt. Sometimes the pockets of joy are few and far between. Sometimes the holiday magic eludes your best…
Continue reading ➞ A Taco Dip Christmas Story
You know, I’ve been thinking about something and it’s probably gonna cause a ruckus but if we’ve learned anything in this life it’s that not talking about things doesn’t make them go away. In fact, it breeds ‘em bigger. So, here’s what I have been thinking: what if it is not enough? Motherhood that is.…
Continue reading ➞ Mother May I?
You know what, I haven't had a reason to take a selfie since I stopped posting on social media. But I'm taking one today because I’m having a good hair day and what better reason to shoot a selfie than when you’re experiencing your best self. Anyway, today I’m thinking about the fact that I'm…
Continue reading ➞ Thirty-Ducking-Eight
This week’s re-run is a reminder as to why I never, never, never, ever, ever, ever, ever go to the store with more than one or two or zero kids. Once upon a time I did but truly I don't know how or why I ever did such things to myself. Alllllllllso. Since this was…
Continue reading ➞ Try if You Dare
Alright, I don't typically enjoy the whole: "I have something up my sleeve but I'm not going to tell you yet but trust me you want to know" and capitalizing on the idea of FOMO type deals, but I'm not against it enough to not do it. So I'm just going to dive right in…
Continue reading ➞ What a Tease
This week’s re-run was fun for me to re-read. My kids don’t really have these easy to answer questions and demands anymore. I kind of miss debating with my littles about why we stop at red lights and why we don’t eat raw meat. Time has flown way too fast and my littles are not…
It's Mental Health Monday and here's where I am today. Brain, tired. Words, hard. Not falling asleep where I stand, challenging. Decision making skills, gone. Flexibility and adaptability, minimal. Quick back story: My #1 had an unexpected appendicitis this past weekend. Now, is appendicitis ever expected? Probably not but my ability to configure adjectives here…
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