A wave of guilt washes over me. That same one instilled in me since birth. A sense of anxiety comes up when the conversation of church comes up. I go silent and nonchalantly sidle my way out because *gasp* we don’t go to church. Why…
When my husband and I began talking about having a family, it was understood I would stay home with the kids. He had a full time career and I worked part time after getting my masters degree in a restaurant. There wasn’t anything I was…
When my kids were little, I received pieces of advice about napping like: nap when the baby naps. Ha! That seemed like a pipe dream. Didn’t these people know I also had a house to run? When my kids were napping, it was my time…
Halloween night wasn’t even over yet and I began seeing memes with Buddy The Elf. People in my feeds were already talking about getting their holiday decorations up and my kids were still sorting through candy. Each year, it seems as if Christmas comes earlier.…
“But Mom….all my friends have their own phones.” “That’s great, but I’m not their mom,” saying to my daughter as I shoot her the smuggest of all grins. This repartee occurs regularly with my eleven year old. Once a couple of her friends got phones…