This Picture

This Picture

I didn’t see this photo until it appeared on my Timehop 3 years later, on Simon’s birthday yesterday.  Actually, someone probably showed it to me in the recovery room, but that was all a huge blur.  I remember that when they pulled him out of my c-section stomach, he...
Can We All Admit That We Aren’t Okay?

Can We All Admit That We Aren’t Okay?

It has been over two months since I have written a blog post. I wish I could say that it’s because I was having so much fun with my family during this global pandemic that I didn’t have time to write. But that would be a lie. I have seen so many women...
Lower Your Standards and Kill the Noise

Lower Your Standards and Kill the Noise

I have been so overwhelmed lately. I think that’s why it has been so long since I’ve written an actual blog post. I can’t write when I don’t have a clear head. And lately, my head has been a jumbled mess. I don’t even know what my jumbled...
The Change Jar

The Change Jar

Back when I was in college at Western Kentucky University from approximately 2003-2007, I was what you would call a “broke-ass bitch.” I also had a large group of friends I will call my “broke-ass bitch” friends. I often ask myself – and...
As Women, We Cannot Have It All

As Women, We Cannot Have It All

Last week, I was talking to a man who asked me if I thought women could have it all. You know, the whole shebang. The real deal. The DREAM. A beautiful family, a great career, a house with a white picket fence and a dog that doesn’t jump on every person that enters...