Tag Archives: Motherhood

Elf on the Shelf Ideas (from a busy parent)

Cole as "Crackle"

Love him or hate him, if you have small children and have adopted the Elf on the Shelf® tradition for your family you are likely beginning to run out of steam by now. Chances are you’ve been at it since Thanksgiving and are in the third week of making sure that the little red felt […]

I’ve changed my mind about our Elf on the Shelf.

Cole the Elf

Holiday traditions.  Every family has them.  Many are universally celebrated, and some are as unique as the people who celebrate them.  I grew up in a family that cherished our traditions and the holidays took on a certain rhythm of shopping, cooking, travelling, and then ultimately celebrating together. Fast forward to parenthood. The pressure is […]

Breastfeeding is not sexy.

Breastfeeding is not sexy.

There.  I have your attention.  I used the words “breast” and “sexy” in my title, which led you here. I am writing this piece in honor of World Breastfeeding Week. I’ve thought about sharing this before but I usually shy away from stirring things up on sensitive topics.  Well, nothing is more sensitive to a mother […]

I’m trying to survive puberty again. This time as a parent.

Surviving puberty the second time.

It all began on a mundane weeknight. She had just played in her first ballgame of the season. Supper was over and she had settled in at the dining room table for a game of chess with her daddy. I was in another room entertaining a puppy and a boy when I heard the drama […]

Play-Less Summer

Play-Less Summer

I am so excited to share this guest post from Samantha Richardson who writes a fantastic blog: Goodnyou?  I hope you enjoy her words as much as I do! Play-Less Summer By, Samantha Richardson – Goodnyou? So far our summer has kept with the end of school craze. I’ve been telling myself “after the 4th” is […]

Saying “I Love You” through clenched teeth – My Messy Beautiful

Four Generations

It is a beautiful cycle: that of being first a daughter, then a mother, and then a grandmother.  A cycle steeped in love, understanding, tears, comfort, joy, pain, fear, pride, beauty, and bound by even more love.  Ideally. When that cycle is broken, we become broken daughters who become broken mothers. Right now I’m right […]