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...

Near the end of my pregnancy with Ellie, I went to a free one-night class about breastfeeding. I left this class feeling completely pumpe...

The day after Ellie’s first birthday party, a Sunday, I was standing in the bathroom at my in-law’s house when I got my positive pregnanc...

A while back, your dad collapsed on the bed next to me as I was completing my nightly ritual of  shoving pillows between my ankles and kn...

Now that I’m in Texas, the land that I fantasized about during many long, Idahoy, winters, I realized something about myself—I only remem...

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, ...

So, I’ve kind of grown accustomed to being a college student’s wife. There are some serious perks, man. For starters, you get to be super...

Disclaimer: For the most part, I’ve tried to keep my religion out of this blog. My reasoning behind that decision came with wanting this ...

I’m sure by now, many of you have seen the video of the Queen of comedy and kindness–Ellen Degeneres–calling out an audience member that ...

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...

Dear Elise, Now that you’re one, you toddle around on chubby legs that you clumsily lift high into the air with each step, as if you’re d...

The second time I met Michelle, I was wearing zebra pajama pants and crying. She lived in the apartment next to mine, and she had already...

Hey, Rexburg, When I first met you back in the fall of 07′, I was a naive, almost 19-year-old college freshmen grounded in my Texas route...

I was the one who asked Michael out first, only I was so bad at it that he didn’t know that’s what I was doing until much later. Like, no...

I was the one who asked Michael out first, only I was so bad at it that he didn’t know that’s what I was doing until much later. Like, no...

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...

I sit here typing while my husband and baby nap, watching the snow just come on down like it’s been doing all day. I haven’t seen it bliz...

If you know me, you know I’m obsessed with Harry Potter. I know it’s not uncommon or anything,  but seriously, obsessed. Since I was elev...