The scariest part of living in Idaho was learning to drive in the snow. Keep in mind—Idaho roads were probably much more scared of me tha...

Last night, two things of seemingly little consequence occurred. 1.) My new 800 thread count king-sized sheets finally arrived, and 2.) ...

One day, long before we were parents, I made Michael lasagna. I know it’s kind of difficult to mess up mozzarella-y, beefy, noodle-y good...

I’ve already confessed that I’m pretty good at throwing myself some pretty epic pity-parties. Seriously, button me up in some too-tight p...

After a couple of weeks of playing pass the sickness, everyone in my family is finally on the up and up. When I realized that it is alrea...

Today while I was cooking dinner, you scooted a chair up next to me and climbed up. You told me, “I wanna help you, Mommy.” I was choppin...

There is just something lonely about a Monday morning. It started off early, as most days do, and I felt the weight of the week in front ...

In middle-school, it was a look. I wasn't unpopular and I wasn't bullied. But man--- grades six through eight are not for the faint of he...

Five seconds after a desperate prayer for patience spoken out loud, I let go of the steering wheel just long enough to smack my hands tog...

There I was with a rotund eight-month pregnant belly, over-stuffed diaper bag falling off one shoulder, car keys and cell phone in one ha...

I squinted the sweat out of my eyes to look at the stop watch counting down on my phone’s screen. Ten more seconds in plank position. KIL...

Sometimes I think that reproduction is a little sexist.  I could list all the ways the scales are tipped, but I’m sure you can figure it ...

It’s easy, so easy, for us moms to feel like we are doing it wrong. Recently, I had the pleasure of speaking to a brand-new mom. We chatt...

This baby of mine. She’s obviously utter perfection. Check out those baby blues, that perfect face, the too-big bow on top of her too-sho...

A mom’s life is a charmed life. It’s bows and books and wet kisses and high-pitched giggles and toe-counting, toddler-chasing, fun, fun, ...

Last Thursday I did something I’ve been dreading for a while now—I flew with Ellie all by myself.  Michael had an aerospace competition i...

Today, we were those people. The ones taking up way too much space in the very back left row of the 737 with our half-zipped carry-on bag...

Someday,  I won’t have a panic attack when I misplace your pacifier. I won’t be able to make you giggle by pretending to eat your feet. I...