If I were to bill my hours like the lawyer I once was (for a very brief period), here’s what this morning would look like:
Today is Linnea’s four-month birthday and the mini milestone is making me think about something I’ve been musing over since Miles was a tiny baby.
Another week, another vent session about certain parenting-focused Instagram posts. For the most part, Mom Instagram is my friend. I post ridiculous things my kids
There’s a great website/Instagram account called Happy as a Mother that publishes these graphics about the “invisible load of motherhood.” They depict allllll the things
I’m obsessing over something this week. Maybe it’s silly, and maybe it’s not. That’s why I’m obsessing over it, I think: Because I don’t know
Here’s how dinner with my almost-three-year-old son went last night. Fellow parents, you feel me. Miles would only eat corn if it’s out of a