I can’t tell you how many times people have asked me why I carry such a large purse. It’s usually a man. And he usually follows it up by asking what on earth I keep in that large bag. Bricks??? That’s always followed by a chuckle and me giving him some major side eye. Or an eye roll if it’s been a long day.

Well sir, how long is this elevator ride going to last? This purse has 47 chambers and we might make it through six of them in a couple minutes.

As a mom, I need to be prepared for any and everything at all times.… CONTINUE READING

I never started this blog thinking of it as being faith-based. I actually tried to stray from it because I felt like it would alienate some readers. It was a parenting blog. From a parent that knew nothing about parenting. I wanted other parents to realize that they weren’t alone in this crazy, scary, yet oddly satisfying journey.

And people read it. And they liked it. And it became something that I have been really proud of.

I have received some negative feedback from people when I cussed or talked about drinking in my posts.

But hey, I was writing about real life.… CONTINUE READING

Over the course of the last few weeks, my four-year old has developed a horrible new habit. He gets out of bed multiple times a night, begins screaming, “MAMA” at the top of his lungs, and moves into the bedroom still screaming until I sit up and have a conversation with him about why he is screaming for me.

I cannot tell a lie, it completely and totally sucks. There is nothing like being jarred from sleep by a four-year old with a blood curdling scream. The first time it happened, I was terrified. I thought he had fallen out of his bed and broken his leg or that something equally as terrifying had happened.… CONTINUE READING

I haven’t been very dedicated to my blog lately. And I can feel it in my attitude about life. I can feel it in the stress I’m carrying in my shoulders.

This blog is an outlet for me, and when I let it slide, I start to let myself slide a little too.

So once again, I am selfishly writing a blog post to help make myself feel better. And to help me finish climbing out of that hole.

About four months ago, I hit some roadblocks. Cy Baby was referred to a pediatric neurologist. And a few other life detours popped up that I was not expecting.… CONTINUE READING

Yesterday was my 34th birthday.

In my personal opinion, my life is really just beginning. It was five years ago yesterday that my husband proposed to me in our backyard.

We now have two beautiful and crazy little boys. We have a home, a dog, good jobs, good health, cars, and all those other blessings we tend to forget about when things start going a way we don’t expect.

To commemorate my 34th birthday, I wanted to write about 34 things I have learned in my 34 years here on Earth.

Disclaimer: If you do not agree with these points, I honestly don’t care.… CONTINUE READING

There is not one person in the world that has all the answers. No one knows it all.

Is that a ballsy thing to say?

Some would say so. Like Lisa, the internet troll, that likes to leave absolutely horrendous comments on any post I have up on a popular parenting Facebook page.

Being a parenting blogger with no true expert opinion, I get A LOT of negative comments. I try not to read them but I just can’t help myself! And I knew that when I started blogging this would happen.  I’m a storyteller people, not a professional. I’m in marketing.CONTINUE READING

On Friday, July 20th, my family embarked on our annual Hilton Head vacation. We left mid-day. I spent the morning running around frantically packing for myself and my two little boys, who are one and four. Then I made a stop at the nail salon because my toes needed some real TLC.

I got home around noon and the loading of the car began. I fed the baby while Logan, my husband, squeezed as much as he could into the back of my mom crossover SUV with two car seats in the back.

When it was almost time to go, Logan snapped Henry into his car seat, I loaded up Baby Simon, and we were on our way.CONTINUE READING

I am leaving for vacation in approximately 24 hours and I have not packed a damn thing. I went into this with the best of intentions. But when you have kids, packing all of a sudden becomes 7 million times more difficult.

I have realized that there are three stages of packing when you have children.

The First Stage: The List

I sat down and made a list of things that needed to be packed – one for me, one for Henry, my four year old, and one for Simon, who is one.

My list was obviously the longest because I am an avid over-packer.CONTINUE READING

Over the last few weeks, the topics I have been writing about have been very heavy, such as Cy Baby’s developmental issues and my own issues with depression.

So for my own sake and my selfish reasons, I am changing it up today. Yes, I like to be real and talk about real life issues. But I also try to be a glass half-full type of person. I try to look on the bright side. I let myself have my sad time on the couch crying, but pick myself back up, put on some pants that don’t have an elastic waistband, and pull my shit together after searching for a ponytail holder for 45 minutes.… CONTINUE READING

I always write about what is going on my life, so today I am going to put some stuff out into the world that has been affecting my family.

I have always kept it real on here and I feel like if I don’t put this out there, I’m not being authentic. But in all reality, I I need to hear from another parent that has been in the same situation. And luckily I have platform where I can do that.

I talk constantly about my sweet Cy Baby. He will be one year old on July 20th. He is the happiest, sweetest, most adorable baby I have ever met.… CONTINUE READING