Deciding to raise your child vegan (on an entirely animal-free diet) is not for the faint of heart. Seriously mamas, it takes some real lady balls to stick to your honorable convictions and navigate the challenges and well-intentioned (or not so much) comments that inevitably ensue when you have plant-based offspring.… READ THE REST
What’s going on up there in that head? Well I promise you, not nearly as many thoughts traffic his head as yours. But just what IS he thinking? DO these jeans make me look fat? DOES this color accentuate my waistline? … READ THE REST
I’m not one of those girls who longs to have children. I’ve never felt that motherhood is my calling in life. I have nothing against those who do feel that way, but when I look at my dream life, the number of children in it varies day to day, if they’re even there at all.… READ THE REST
I’ve lived most of my life to please everybody, but me. Most of my school years featured boy bullies, guerrilla-style mean girls and fake-laughing with people whose pop culture references flew right over my sheltered head. I desperately tried learning to walk, talk and dress a certain way to make you like me.
I was 6 years old. I told you I didn’t want to ride the bus. You said it wasn’t up for discussion. I begged and pleaded. I cried and pulled my hair. You were unaffected. I threw myself on the ground and vowed never to speak to you again if you made me get on that bus.
“His behavior is out of control,” the stranger in the stands said. “Is he getting enough attention at home?”
Why, yes. Out of four kids, my brother gets 90% of the attention.
“I wonder what he’ll do,” said my sister’s friend as she had the brilliant idea to antagonize Nolan in public, enough so that his safety bubble was popped and he had an episode right there at the ball fields, in front of everyone.… READ THE REST
I watched 13 Reasons Why, it enraged me. I was so angry with Hannah for not trying harder to live. I am still angry with her days after finishing the show, and why? It’s a fictional representation of some girl’s high school experience.… READ THE REST
I grew up with two females who served as my example for how to have a relationship with food: my mom, who was always on a diet, and always wished she could just lose a few more pounds; and my sister, who was and is naturally lean, long, thin, and ate whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted.… READ THE REST
I’m sure you know the kind of day that I’m talking about…
You didn’t sleep well at all the night before and laid in bed tossing and turning, so you sleep in late. Too late… And then the dominos keep falling.… READ THE REST
I remember the day I turned 16 and was legally allowed the freedom of joining the “adult” world, to operate my own from behind a steering wheel. I remember the feeling of finally being able to put my purse to use.… READ THE REST
A few weeks ago, I texted my ex-husband, asking him if we could all get together for my older son’s fourth birthday party. I was promptly hit with a hard and steady NO. It would be separate parties this year. One with mom, and one with dad.… READ THE REST
Hey. I wanted you to know that I thought about you today. It’s not like before and that’s what I wanted you to know.
It’s been ten years and some, maybe ten and a half, since you stole my heart, since I fell so hard for you that it changed the course of my life forever.… READ THE REST
I was fat on my wedding day.
Maybe it’s because I graduated college and received my job offer within the same weekend he proposed, but my life was pretty intense once I was engaged. With a new city, new job, and planning my entire wedding states away from where it was happening, losing weight continued to be pushed lower on the list of things to do.… READ THE REST
Thoughts I think to myself on a daily basis scrolling through my Facebook feed:
“Amber is posting jaw-dropping photos of the new gorgeous headboard her husband built them in his workshop from pieces of wood that he chopped down himself.… READ THE REST
The beginning of our relationship was a whirlwind. A whirlwind that unexpectedly turned into a tornado. First you took my breath away, then you took my self worth.
We met, and despite you recently coming out of a divorce, I fell for you.… READ THE REST
There are lots of different types of moms out there. We read about them every day in the mommy blogs we all enjoy and relate to so much. There are the SAHM’s. Sancti-mommies. Working moms. Crunchy moms. New age moms (whatever the hell that means?).… READ THE REST
I received a short message in my inbox last weekend and I can’t get it out of my head. The message read, “I wish I looked like you…”
I waited days to respond because I didn’t know how. What do you say to that?… READ THE REST
The first time I saw a girl flirt with my husband I was 11. Technically he wasn’t my husband yet, but he had passed me two notes so I figured it was close enough. He was using the numbers on his calculator to make funny words.… READ THE REST
Red isn’t a color that’s easy to miss. It commands attention and is typically used to alert people to stop. We stop when we see red lights, red stop signs, and attention alerts with huge red exclamation points. For some reason when it comes to red flags and relationships, the correlation between red and stop suddenly becomes foreign concepts to a lot of women.… READ THE REST
I’m angry. With you, with myself, with God.
Most of us who knew you, have lost a piece of ourselves. Those pieces were buried with you. We have questions. Why did you do this? Were we not enough to keep you here?… READ THE REST