I know that Christmas can be a hard season for anyone over the age of 10. As a kid, Christmas is a day full to the brim with the wonder of newness and excitement and surprises and magic. But as we age, expectation slowly starts creeping in, fogging the light that is that Christmas wonder….
Motherhood
A Real Life Horror Story
There will almost certainly not be carved pumpkins in front of our house this Halloween. I mean, it is already Halloween, we only have one pumpkin as it is, we’re entering the third week of sick that is lingering in our family and I am now trying to figure out what it really means to…
Consciously UnBusying When You Need a Break
What a month. I started September feeling like it actually wasn’t going to be as nuts as many Septembers often feel. As a family, not much changes for us this month. When people asked if I, like many mothers, were ready for her kids to go back to school, I could never really be too honestly…
When Doing the Unnoticeable Things
My husband is doing a project at work where he finds people who are making a difference and tells their story through video. It is a really wonderful initiative as it is so important to highlight efforts within a community that otherwise might go unnoticed. I have become a bit of a resource to him as…
Why I Love Fuller House Even More Than Full House
Whatever happened to predictability The milkman, the paperboy, evening TV? You miss your old familiar friends Waiting just around the bend This old world’s confusing me You know these words right? I get chills just typing them out. I hear the “Ahhhhhh, ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhhh” and the drum line that leads into “Everywhere you look…” The Tanner…
More Than A Manny
Whenever I would tell my husband that I wished he would come home, he’d joke that it wasn’t really him I wanted, but a manny (definition: male nanny). He assumed that I only wanted help with the kids and the home, preferably from a male help-mate. The truth is, he was right. I craved help in…
What I Want For My Birthday: 30th Edition
I turn 30 on Sunday, and earlier this week, my husband asked me what I want for my birthday. He told me to answer him that night, but he didn’t ask again, so I assumed that he had forgotten and that I had more time. It was great because I had (and still have) absolutely no…
Let’s Talk about Maternal Depression and Anxiety
I was at my work computer early one morning, before many of my colleagues had arrived when I googled “How to find out if I am depressed”. If the Internet was good for anything, it should be able to help me self-diagnose what was going on. Right? Growing up, I had an interesting relationship with…
Last First Cake
Logan’s first birthday was Tuesday. I know, if this were my first baby, I’d already have a letter written to him and pictures up. But this is my third baby, so I went to sleep on Monday night full of anxiety because maybe I didn’t do enough for his birthday. Maybe I wouldn’t have enough…
What Happens Next?
I know I should be writing about Christmas. I should be sharing the recipe for eggnog cookies that I made for a recent cookie exchange. Or maybe I should be talking about the holy Christmas trinity: Baby Jesus, Santa, and Elf on the Shelf. I always feel inspired to update my stocking list each year (because stockings…
You Can’t Improve on Perfection
“We’d love something funny”, Val told me as we were discussing Bonbon Break’s theme for the month: Inspire. “Funny isn’t really my style,” I told her. But as my wheels started turning, my mind kept gravitating to my frustration over inspirational Internet content. Sometimes it is wonderful, and sometimes it just really aren’t. So maybe, I can try funny… Have…
