I was 15 days postpartum and an hour away from meeting up with a friend for the first time since having my son when I felt the panic rising inside me.  “I have nothing to wear,” I told my husband as I held back tears, frantically searching my unorganized closet for anything other than one of my husband’s oversized t-shirts. 

I’d like to tell my dad that there are really two definitions of a father. There is a father: a biological, DNA-dictated parent of a child.  And then, on the other hand, there is a dad: someone who drives you home after your tonsils are taken out, one hand on the steering wheel and the other rubbing your back as

I tensed up as I saw my toddler reach out and shove her baby sister to the ground. My normally mild-mannered child had an unexpected burst of aggression trying to protect a castle she just built, and her sister had a bloody lip to show for it. I picked up the baby and held her close, as my brain ran

I sat bleary-eyed one morning at the kitchen table after being up with my two-month-old ten times the previous night. I was at the end of my rope and guzzling coffee in hopes that I might get a little burst of energy to survive the day caring for my hyper toddler and clingy baby. Just then the baby started crying

Being thrust into the throes of motherhood can be jarring. Whereas in your previous life you may have completed a workout, eaten breakfast, commuted to a paid job, and caught up on your inbox all before 9am…as a new mom you’re lucky if you get showered and dressed before dinner. Feeling like you’re driving the struggle bus? You’re not alone. 

The world is starting to reopen and people are slowly creeping out from behind closed doors. While it might seem natural for most people to want to go out and interact with one another, many parents who have been cooped up for the greater part of their children’s lives may find this task somewhat daunting.   As a mother and an

Our plan was always to try and have two kids. My husband and I had easily agreed that two would be the perfect number and we were blessed with our plans becoming a reality. We now have a three-year-old and an eleven-month-old. What I didn’t expect was the desire to have a third kid.   During my entire second pregnancy, I

The word vacation has taken on a whole different meaning since my children entered this world several years ago.  What used to mean long afternoons relaxing poolside, exotic meals at posh restaurants, and endless hours exploring new cities has turned into something very different.  I have since traded in my simple overnight bag for a carload of baby gear and

As a mom doing all the things, it seems like there’s never enough time during the day to get everything done–cleaning, cooking, food prep, putting away toys, and laundry. There’s always something that needs to be addressed and seemingly not enough time to do it. When my daughter was first born, I’d use her nap time to feel accomplished, hoping

It’s no secret that we ALL want to be the best mothers we can be for our children. And it’s no surprise why! Aside from simply loving our babies and wanting to do everything in our power to give them the best lives possible, this desire to be the “perfect mom” is CONSTANTLY reinforced by both subliminal and not-so-subtle societal