Of course, I’m excited to finally meet this bundle of joy I’ve been carrying around in my uterus for the past nine months, but I’m also very excited about the promise of a three-day, two-night stay at the hospital. It’s not exactly a vacation in the traditional sense, but it’s the closest thing I will have…
It’s hot and you have kids. Most likely you’ve taken them to a splash pad or at least heard of them (I hope). If you’ve never been, drop what you’re doing, shove your kids in their swim gear and find one ASAP. These aquatic playgrounds are a win-win for everyone involved. For kids, they get…
As soon as I wake up and open my eyes, I’m at work. It’s more efficient for me to be a live-in employee so I am available at a moment’s notice. A blissful wake up with a peaceful preparation of a shower and a calming cup of coffee is not an opportunity I am granted….
One Hour. 60 minutes. 3,600 seconds. It doesn’t seem like a long period of time, but come Sunday morning, it is the longest hour of my week. Every week we pull up to church and I have the highest hopes. Today is going to be the day we spend more time in church than outside….
The day I turned 30, I felt it. Almost as if a dark veil fell over me. Cliché, I know, but it surely wasn’t a positive feeling. I’m only four months in and ever since that day, unwelcomed surprises have been coming my way. Before you get all excited, no, I am not referring to…
I would like to take this moment to recognize all the times throughout the years my TV has given me a moment of peace or provided a much-needed distraction aiding me in surviving parenthood. My Dearest TV, You’ve gotten a pretty bad reputation over the years, especially related to your relationship with the kiddos. Research…
Week 34. That is currently how far along I am in my pregnancy and it’s just now starting to get real. Up until this point I haven’t really paid attention to what week or even what month I was. With roughly 6 weeks to go, I’m becoming increasingly anxious. This will be our third child making me…
I’m huge and it’s more than obvious. The appearance of my pregnant belly is inescapable. Besides hating the physicality of being pregnant, the unavoidable conversations related to my pregnancy is worse. This is my third. The excitement and glow are long gone and replaced with tired eyes to match an overall disheveled appearance. When finding…
In a state of everlasting exhaustion, operating on little to no sleep, here I am using a tiny toddler fork to shovel the smallest amount of pasta off my son’s leftover lunch plate into my mouth. With no time or energy to prepare something for myself, I pick from his mangled abandoned rations. I’ve been known…
Before I hear a cry, scream or even a plea to come get them out of their beds in the morning, I hear my youngest pounding his chest. The pounding is accompanied with a soft, bellowing rhythmic noise. Is he calling for me? No, of course not. He’s pretending to be a gorilla, but even…