I’m on a plane alone, returning from a work trip, and I wish my kids were with me. I know; it’s shocking to me, too.
Last year I was a bad Christmas mom. This year I’m better. Not GOOD, but better. Let’s start by talking about some of the ways
I wrote a lot when Miles was born and during the first month of his life. Then, three months after he was born, the pandemic
I never truly understood the term ‘“I’ve created a monster” until I had children. More specifically, I never understood it until my son turned about
Welp, we got home from a family trip last night. It was our third trip flying with two kids, so you’d think we’d sort of
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.