I often joke about the misfortunes of “getting old,” but honestly… it’s much more good than bad for me. One of the markers of aging for me has been the realization my personal worldview… sucked. For […]
Tag: growth
Donating Clothes…and Ideas
They said things like… You will LOVE it! The message is so powerful. It’s a game changer. Less than a handful of pages in, I thought things like… This is cringe worthy. I’m having trouble […]
Firsts & Lasts: Realizing My Parenting Magical Moment Might Be Now
I’ve always stood firmly in the direction of the future. Since I was a child, it was always about what’s next. I rarely, if ever, lamented about the past. I’ve carried that same attitude over […]
A Beautiful Life: New Year Resolutions
Ah, a new year. It seems when this event rolls around, there are two camps. The resolution makers and those staunchly against them. This year I find myself in a strange place. I have realized, […]
Doing Anything and Not Everything
Before I became a mother, I spent a lot of time romanticizing the notion of staying at home with my children. I was a personal trainer. I worked most days of the week, starting my […]
Inked
I sat in my seventh grade math class, ignoring my cigarette and coffee fire-breathing algebra teacher, and used a Sharpie to ink a faux Nike swoosh tattoo on my right ankle. I proclaimed to my […]
The Sisterhood of Motherhood
Did you watch the video? You gotta watch the video or this whole post will be for nothing. Every once in a while an advertiser actually hits the nail on the head. I think the […]
A Momentous Education
Tomorrow is momentous. Tomorrow a fourth grader and a second grader will enter a two-story brick building…seven and a half hours later, a fifth grader and a third grader will walk out. There is chattering […]
Stand TALL — Be.you.tiful Victory
I’m not exactly sure where the inspiration for this post originated. I know it’s been rattling around in my head for some time. Like so many (too many) women, I struggle with appreciating the body […]
Protected: Babies grow up, but mothers rarely sleep
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