motherhood

This is a no filter post. It’s only real. It’s about celebrating motherhood in a world of filters and expectations and airbrush ideas. Yes…

How many times do we say stop that? don’t make a mess? hurry up? and miss out on and thus limit the opportunities to…

But so often, I just don’t. So often, I’ve kept myself quiet. Like when my oldest was a newborn and had colic. Those days…

I fear that too. Sometimes I go to bed at night and worry and think that my motherhood journey doesn’t look like what I…

I am writing this in my hallway at the top of the stairs because my two little boys won’t stay in their room and…

The other day my son Samuel sat on the swings holding on to the sides and waited for me. I wanted to just get…