So correction to my last post, my husband was not on a 72 hour shift, no no, he was on a 96 hour shift. Yep, that’s right. After three days of being with my girls 24/7 while they are both battling a very nasty stomach virus, I have a pretty good idea now of what… Continue reading The best hour and fifteen minutes of my life
I am walking our 2 year old in her stroller inwardly praying that she falls asleep so I can finally get a little break, when I begin to feel tears welling in my eyes as I talk to God. I choke back tears and whisper to Him how sorry I am for my messy parenting.… Continue reading My messy parenting
As I’m writing this we are above 30,000 feet in the air flying back home from Mexico to Los Angeles. Diary of a Wimpy Kid something something is playing on the overhead monitors and I feel like I’m living my own version on flight. Let’s see we are about 1.5 hours into the flight and… Continue reading Short flights aren’t always easier
I’m a firm believer that new days bring new beginnings. If you read my post from last night you’re well aware that yesterday evening was quite a doozie. The beauty of parenting though is that typically in the midst of chaos there are always sprinkles of triumphs and happy moments. Fore example, what I didn’t… Continue reading Motherhood: Thank goodness for new days
You know that moment when you need to breathe into the brown paper bag to stop yourself from hurling? That’s what parenting, specifically being a mom, sometimes feels like to me. Tonight I had to go into the restroom and hold a towel to my mouth to muffle the sounds of my sobbing. I thought… Continue reading Motherhood: Currently experiencing high turbulence
It was the Fall of 1994 when my dad was arrested. I had just graduated high school the year before. Little did we know at the time that he would spend the next 15 years of his life imprisoned for choosing to make money the illegal way. We would slowly find out the going ons… Continue reading The legacy we leave
There is no greater moment where I feel God's hand on me then when my 2 year old is having yet another epic meltdown and I truly feel like, this is it. I'm about to lose my shit. It is like an out of body experience. But he in is greatness and love for me… Continue reading Life doesn’t stop during meltdowns
I am a lonely voice in the dark. Sitting here on our bathroom floor it hits me that I have become a line I once read in a book. I am so emotionally and physically exhausted it feels like my body is floating. All I want to do is close my eyes and cry. For… Continue reading The lonely voice of a mom
15 minutes into the trail and I was as nervous as hell, half listening to Dakota and half imaging that if I got tossed off this creature there were too many rocks around that would sadly catch my fall. And Jesse sensed my tension. I was hoping Celeste would be up for the horse back… Continue reading Be a good boy, Jesse
We’ve been camping at Shaver Lake in the Sierra National Forest since last Wednesday and I could not feel more blessed. We are here with five other colleague’s of my husband, each here with their family. Two of these colleagues are my husband’s closest friends. The campsite is filled with kids and my heart is… Continue reading Summer adventures at the lake
Purse Meets Diaper Bag 