Growing up as an only child, I would dream of a day when my house would be filled with babies. There was nothing I wanted more than to be a mom. It turns out, a house full of babies wouldn't be in the cards for me, BUT maybe one more!
As 2018 came to a close, The Hubs and I found ourselves taking stock of our life. Most people take this time to make resolutions, but in our family we like to evaluate where we are in our lives, where we want to be, and what steps we need to make to get there.
What a winter! I've been absent for the last few months because...well...life.
With cold and flu season upon us, I wanted to take a few minutes to talk with you about our latest release of "Fiery Ozark Tonic".
Advice To My Younger Self (Part 2) I am still grateful that most of my youthful mistakes were made before the invention of the over-sharing world of social media.
He came into my life like a hurricane enters the shore, wild and raging full speed ahead, taking no prisoners. Like the shoreline, I had two choices. I could fight his powerful force and be left in ruins, alone with nothing. Or, I could allow myself to be swept up in his magnificent power, allowing him to alter the direction of my life. I chose the latter.
Let's talk a minute about something y'all call "Mom Guilt". There's a potential for guilt with every single parenting choice we make, from the very beginning. Breast feeding, bottle feeding, sleep training, co-sleeping, screen time, bed times, disposable diapers, junk food, the overflowing sink full of dishes, yelling at your kids when it feels like … Continue reading A Little Nagging Feeling Called Mom Guilt