For Moms

When we are dreaming of children, we wonder in anxious anticipation. Will my daughter look like me? Will my son love to read like I do? We might anticipate girls loving dance classes and boys playing baseball or boys...

I decided I cannot turn my head away. Because the killing doesn’t stop. The pain doesn’t cease fire. The hunger doesn’t flee when I refuse to look. When I flip the channel because the headlines makes me uncomfortable or...

We love our writers, and we are so fortunate to have a team full of mom business owners! These are some incredible businesses and we'd love to see you support local this holiday season! The year’s biggest gift-giving occasion is...

Growing up, I was the kind of kid who was forever awkward, and definitely not in the Hollywood-perpetrated way in which a young girl doesn’t know her full beauty potential until she switches out her glasses for a pair...

{Photo credit: Paper Birch Studios} Having my first baby was definitely life changing. It was one of the best experiences of my entire life. I was a changed woman forever. I was meant to be a mom. Something I had...

The older I get the faster the holidays seem to fly right past my window in a flurry of fluffy white snowflakes. No sooner have I put away my pumpkins and scary ghost costumes than I’m inundated with turkeys...

Silent Night used to be one of my favorite Christmas carols.  Now that I have parented through three first Christmases, those tender lyrics sting a bit.  Nothing has ever been calm and bright for me in those first few...

It begins with Halloween, the costumes, the jack-o-lanterns, spider webs, witches, ghosts, and skeletons.  The pumpkins, leaves, pilgrims, cornucopias, and turkeys of Thanksgiving.  The numerous Christmas trees, stockings, holly berries, wreathes, nativity scenes, and mistletoe.  And the lights.  The...

One of my favorite memories growing up was going out as a family and looking at all the brightly colored houses adorned with outdoor holiday lights.  We would get in our matching footy pajamas, make home made hot chocolate, and drive around singing Christmas carols around town. 

The metrics surrounding pregnancy - and becoming pregnant - are infinite. I began by counting days on a calendar, calculating my eventual due date, noting baby's development at each week's gestation, and adding up my maternity leave. The progression of my pregnancy...