All I want is a few free hours away from my kids. Wait, actually I don’t want to be away from them because I’ll miss
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.
Last year I was a mediocre Christmas mom. The year before, I was a downright bad Christmas mom. The year before that, it was covid
I thought the first month after giving birth would be all about my baby. Turns out, the first month has been all about my breasts.
As a mom, nothing gives me more comfort than this sentence: Everything is a phase. I started hearing that–we probably all did– as a child.
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