32 weeks pregnant marked a major milestone for me and my husband. It was the first prenatal visit he had been allowed to attend since March 13, the day our county, state, and most places around the country shut down due to COVID-19. Our 32-weeks visit looked a lot different than our visit in March, when I’d only been a

Parenthood is no joke. It becomes real for some moms when they see the little blue cross on their early detection pregnancy test; for others, it starts with the barely noticeable flutters moving inside their growing bump. Regardless of when you become aware of it, one thing is for sure — becoming a mom dramatically changes your life, literally, overnight.

Motherhood has added so much joy and also so much weight to my life. I’ve avoided being in front of the camera as a result. I take all the pictures. Babies with grandma, with their dad, at the zoo, at the park. My camera roll is full of babies. Yet, no photos of me with them. And I did all

My throat is tight, my palms are sweaty, and my stomach is in knots. Am I about to descend from the top of a roller coaster? No. It’s just another day of mothering with my anxiety disorder. Opening up about my mental illness is hard because, despite understanding the neuro-complexities of my condition, I still feel as though it is

August is a very rough month for me emotionally. Every year when it rolls around, if not consciously at first, on a subconscious level I begin to grieve. I grieve for the loss of my beautiful sister who passed away tragically in a car accident. I grieve for my beautiful niece, who at the age of 2 lost her mother

I remember the first time I breastfed in public. My son was just shy of 4 weeks old, and I met a friend for coffee. As we looked for seats, she asked if I wanted to sit in the corner. I knew what she was asking (without actually asking it): do you want some privacy for when you have to

I was about 5 months pregnant with my second child the summer that I got an email I had been dreading. “Hey! Can you please pick up an extra day or two each week to help cover Erica’s days once she leaves? It would just be until your maternity leave. Thanks!” At the time, I was working part-time at a

Some new parents are blessed with champion sleepers from the moment they bring their bundle of joy home. Some new parents, like my husband and I, think they’ve got a champion sleeper on their hands while in the hospital, only to arrive home as a newly-minted trio to discover that the baby you met in the hospital develops an entirely

Weighing your options for back to school this year? Wondering if you have what it takes to be one of “those” homeschool moms? For one regular mom’s honest journey into the world of homeschooling during the COVID-19 pandemic – read on! In my case, I had already been feeling the urge to homeschool long before the pandemic started. It was

I’d love to start this off with a major “just kidding” plot twist that would negate the title completely. But, no such luck! You read it right … I pooped while giving birth. I know what you might be thinking:  “That’s disgusting!” “I would never admit that!” “Does this mean I’m going to make a bowel movement during my delivery??!!”