Linnea is five and a half months old and today is her first day of daycare (insert crying-face emoji … not laughing-crying-face emoji, just straight-up
I saw an article the other day called “Mother’s Day Is A Crock” and I have to agree. I didn’t read the article because I
Kids are better than us. They just are. Sure, they throw tantrums a lot and they need help with everything which gets kind of old,
It’s Easter Sunday as I write this and one thing keeps coming to mind today: Easter egg hunts > the pumpkin patch. … But only
“She’s such a good baby!” “My girl is a good eater.” “He’s easy.” “He’s in the middle of his Terrible Twos.” “Terrible Twos? Wait ‘til
Today is the last weekday my husband is home with me. I kinda hate to admit it, because I should be able to be alone