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Defining Self Care

Ahhh yes, self care. We all need it, and the clever memes of modern society have pushed us all to know it–but do you actually get it? And when you DO manage to find a few beautiful scraps of me-time, do you allow yourself the freedom to enjoy it? Or does it further add to your exhaustion? For example: There I was, planning a night out–the first in a very long time–but found myself standing in the kitchen reeling over the to-do list: put away the groceries, clean the kitchen and make dinner, but also get dressed, do my hair,… Read More »Defining Self Care

What exactly is an “Altered Expectation?”

Hello and Welcome 😊 Since you’re here I can imagine you’ve encountered my book “altered expectations,” and are probably wondering what it’s all about. So here we go: It’s a quick and simple little read that I published last year as a freebie offering to all my newsletter subscribers–here’s the thing though, my simple little book grabbed the attention of many readers, gave them fresh insight into the frustrations of their own lives, and I know this because they’ve told me so. My hope is you take the time to read it too, for I know you will be able… Read More »What exactly is an “Altered Expectation?”

A Bittersweet wrap-up to 2022

Well, here we are! Our calendars have nearly run out, and, yet again, we’re left wondering where on earth the time went–it always happens too quick!–and now, I don’t know about you, but sometimes my thoughts fall to what I wish I would have done or could have done, but didn’t… Take my writing for example. I’ve been feeling down because I just can’t find time for it. But, if I stop to really think about it, I realize just how much I’ve accomplished in this little write life of mine, and am grateful. First, I started a newsletter, which… Read More »A Bittersweet wrap-up to 2022

The Days no momma talks about.

It was finally evening. I sat watching the clock, counting the minutes, waiting for dinner to pass so I could FINALLY put him to bed. My physical body exhausted from not only chasing him around, but from spending every moment poised on high alert like some crazed hunting dog anticipating the next bird, constantly watching, and following, and waiting for the next moment to stop him from climbing the bookshelf… The back of the couch… Or the baby gates… You know, the ones that are supposed to STOP him from finding danger. *Sigh…* Mentally exhausted now; him with his constant… Read More »The Days no momma talks about.

SUPERMOM

Hey Supermom, this poem is for you: Life with your littles, they fill your heart with love. Any request, big or small. For them, you do it all. You’re Supermom. You don the crown. Yet at times your world feels upside down. You worry about the dishes, the floors, the chores… Stress over doing more… Should you be trying harder? Being better? Expectations set, but even after they’re met, your quest to exceed them remains. Feelin’ that momma drain. But fret not momma, cast those worries aside, they will not remember the cleanliness in which they reside, or an experience… Read More »SUPERMOM

“Slept like a baby…”

On behalf of every parent, everywhere, please allow me to say that “slept like a baby” is the WORST. EXPRESSION. EVER. We’ve all said it, sure, but for most–I suspect anyways–it was to illustrate a point of blissful slumber and peaceful innocence lost somewhere in a world of dreams… But the reality? HAH! Let’s talk: I have a 5 week old, and apparently we’ve hit the sleeping jackpot! We’re talking won the lottery, found the holy grail, landed on free parking, found the golden ticket and are going to the chocolate factory!!! Since he was only a couple days old… Read More »“Slept like a baby…”

Altered Expectations: Reflections of a birth story

Giving Birth is the ultimate test of going with the flow. Having gone through labour and a vaginal delivery with my first son, it seemed realistic to expect the same thing second time ’round. But no… Expectations were not only altered, they were flipped right upside down!! I pictured a birth at home surrounded by personal comforts; visions of moving through positions in, on, or around my own bed, with music playing while I moved to the sounds of my personalized playlist. My husband by my side, offering physical, mental and emotional support (which warrants a pause here to recognize… Read More »Altered Expectations: Reflections of a birth story