When I was in high school I had a major crush on this guy we will call Stuart. He started on the football team, played varsity all four years on the basketball team and there were whispers of a college track for baseball.… READ THE REST
The ink has yet to dry on the marriage license. The wedding bouquet hasn’t had a chance to dry out. The hangovers from enjoying the open bar at the reception are still looming. Yet, the big question has already been asked by someone at some point…
“So, when is the baby coming?”
I have to believe this is the usual for most.… READ THE REST
Once you have a baby, people like to ask when you’re having your next while the first-born is still covered in placenta. Your vagina will still be broken and they get all serious, look you dead in the eyes, and hit you with: “So have you given any thought to when you’ll have another?” The first one is so new you’re not even sure if you like it yet and they want to go out and buy “best big sister” onesies.… READ THE REST
If you’re reading this it’s already too late.
I planted a seed through suggestion months ago and have been meticulously grooming it ever since. Using elaborate techniques that mostly consisted of simply riding in the car as a family of five, my little seedling has blossomed beautifully.… READ THE REST
I was 9 years old. This would make my sister 12. There is only a 3 year difference separating us, but a lot of jealousy is buried between those 3 years. She got to do everything first. She hit puberty first, drove a car first, had a boyfriend first, which lead to a kiss that would also come first.… READ THE REST
I’ve always done it the right way:
-Got good grades, never had detention, never snuck out (which may or may not have had to do with the fact my bedroom was directly above my parent’s room).
-Went to college, got my degree, didn’t end up on any spring break videos (that I’m aware of).… READ THE REST
The word “courage” comes from the root of the Latin word “cor”, which means heart.
So it’s been said, that the original use of the word courage, quite simply meant, ‘to tell the story of who one is, using their heart.’
Thanks for allowing us, and the women we have featured so far, a place where we could breathe, take courage, and tell our stories.… READ THE REST
When I was 22 I had breast augmentation, it took me a year of breastfeeding to conclude that I didn’t actually ever need a boob job. (Which is ironic, because aesthetically speaking, current status is #flapjacks.) I’m using need here loosely; people need boob jobs like they need speedboats.… READ THE REST
Mekayla (Diehl) Eppers, Miss Indiana USA 2014
To the boy who showed me chivalry
It was no secret that my life was hard, everyone always talked about it. You made it better. The 4th and 5th grades were supposed to be fun.… READ THE REST
Fall is here! And to kick off the season right the kids and I whipped up a quick, easy, and healthy-ish (pumpkin is a superfood right?) Pumpkin Spice Mug Cake recipe. Its easy and totally prevents you from having to make (and then finish off) an entire cake.… READ THE REST
To the kid who used to chase me around at Daycare
I never knew what to expect besides that I would be afraid to be without my parents. Eventually I would have another thing that I could count on: You chasing me.… READ THE REST
I woke up one Tuesday morning, July 12 to be exact, and I felt different somehow. I couldn’t
explain it but I just felt different. I took a pregnancy test and had the faintest positive that you
could possibly have. … READ THE REST
When you become a parent, there is an expectation that you lay to rest a lot of the things that you might have enjoyed pre-child. Whether that be hobbies, drugs, drugs as hobbies, sex, spending time with friends, or riding your bike without a helmet.… READ THE REST
There was a time not too long ago where every motherhood moment was truly savored. The time that I was told would “fly by” moved slow and it was just me and my first babe (my hardest babe).
I basked in it all.… READ THE REST
As a kid I had poofy hair and braces. I was terribly skinny, and people used to joke that it looked like a bumble bee had stung my knee caps.
My family was poor and so my clothing consisted of off brand Walmart logos.… READ THE REST
Before I became a parent, I was going to be the perfect parent. But alas, like so many other situations, I learned that my perception vs. reality is comparable to Lindsay Lohan’s… shit doesn’t add up. Slightly less cocaine involved, which is really more about funds than virtue.… READ THE REST
Being a mother is much like becoming a large glass windowpane. Easily you will become unnoticed. People will sit around you, enjoy you, and use the light that you illuminate in a room but will only acknowledge the sun, and look past your role in the beams.… READ THE REST
Hi, my name is Lauren and I’m formerly the worst cook in America. No really, the first 5 years of this whole housewife gig I managed to burn water 6 out of 7 days a week. I would try to boil the water, get distracted, and the whole kitchen would fill with steam from a boiled-over pot before I even touched any food.… READ THE REST
I try to love my husband, when I hate him the most.
I am a bartender by trade, and because of this, I frequently don’t wear my wedding ring. Despite being married, homeowners, and parents our adulting is really just a shallow façade and my ring is not insured.… READ THE REST
The other day I caught myself lying again.
A habit that’s been on the up and up since I had my daughter. While I was wallowing over the shaky condition of my moral foundation, I thought I’d run my behavior by my mom-squad and see if this is just one of those things you do.… READ THE REST