Dear Pre-Baby Self, Let’s chat! A little bird told me you’re about to have a baby! If I remember correctly, everything has been working out perfectly according to your plans. With over a month left until your due date, there’s just the baby’s room left to finish up, the freezer to stock, and birth music to be carefully selected. You

Most days I feel like I’m barely keeping my head above water.  The time between when we all get home in the evenings and is only a few hours (at most) but it sometimes feels like an eternity.  Our evening routine is a blur of dinner, baths, stories and bedtime mixed in with fighting, yelling and crying (it’s equal chances whether it’s a

  I have not been myself lately. By lately, I mean the last two years since my daughter was born. When I sat down with my journal a few months back, I didn’t even know what to write. I used to fill pages with opinions, thoughts, dreams, aspirations! But as I sat in bed with the Moleskine, I barely had anything

I have been breast-conscious my entire life. Puberty came to me around age 12 when I started menstruating, my breasts started to develop, and my body was morphing into something unrecognizable to me, I was not prepared for the changes that were happening. My mother, who was kind and loving, parented with what I call benign neglect. I knew she