Fight and Flight

There are many times during motherhood when I have felt the fight and flight response which is why I asked my good friend Kelly about Mother Warriors right before her first grandchild made his grand appearance into this world. I knew she would offer her own unique perspective of what…

My Life Was Stolen

“We need to talk” might be the four worst words exchanged between friends. Generally speaking you know fantastic news won’t be following. It’s not like a person will say, “We need to talk because I have 1500 fifteen hundred cupcakes to give you. Right now.” I  have to tell you:…

My Little Lupine

It’s the time of year when I play in the dirt and marvel at the new life growing under the huddles masses of Otter Pop wrappers, solicitor fliers and dead leaves that crawled under my shrubs to wait out the winter and never came out. I don’t know who in…

Birds and belly buttons.

    I was fortunate to grow up in a home with a stay-at-home mother who was mindful in taking care of our home. I never had to sleep in dirty sheets, walk through grimy halls or feel sticky floors on my bare feet. There were never piled up dirty…

no love for a brat

I’m sure by now most of the western hemisphere and half of the eastern hemisphere have already seen this video:   I know that I have seen this on my own Facebook newsfeed at least a dozen times usually being described as hilarious or adorable.  Never being one to join…