As women, and as moms in particular, overextending ourselves is a way of life. It’s made harder by the fact that not only do we try to shoehorn more in, but there’s the perception that we need to make more time to fit in little things. Especially when “Can’t you just…” is thrown around like […]
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n speaking with other moms, it looks like there is a trend on how perspectives change when you become a parent in terms of how you enjoy media. I first experienced this when I was reduced to tears during a movie trailer while pregnant.
This summer you can wear whatever you want, but I hope it’s something that lets you swim, splash and play with your family so that you’re part of the fun, part of the memories, and part of the adventure. Because life’s too short to sit on the sidelines!
They may see me as hopelessly old fashioned as well. But when they grow up, I hope they’ll appreciate my own high expectations for them, even if it takes a few decades (or more) as adults to fully appreciate my reasons.
eal life looks different for each mama. The beautiful thing is we all have different strengths and weaknesses. Our differences make us even more equipped to help each other out. I definitely want to see what you’re good at and get some extra tips on improving the messier areas of my life. And if you’re […]
Where are my fellow twin moms?? I know you can relate to most of these. What else did you learn about motherhood after your twins arrived that you wished you had known earlier? Life with twins is extra busy, but it’s also incredible too! Enjoy the ride.
I recognize my emotions, their emotions, and approach the situation logically in spite of those. Sure, it’s tough to separate my stress level from the interaction…sure, it’s tough for me to look past their flailing arms and legs and try to talk logic. But you know what, sometimes it works!
My niece is pregnant with her first baby at the same time as I am pregnant with my fourth. How fun is that?! This is my third pregnancy, and I still feel completely surprised sometimes at the things that are happening to my body because every pregnancy is truly different. But, although I probably tell […]
But something else happens. It happens to me. And it happens each time. Regret. Guilt. Shame. I feel horrible- and not just because of a sore throat. These three little humans that I am desperately attempting to raise as productive, kind members of society, are now frantically scrambling to do the task.
In order to feel the love on Mother’s Day, I think we need to lower our expectations a bit. If your grand plan (or even not so extravagant plan) isn’t fully met, it can be disappointing or feel as if the day is “just any other day.”