Parenting Wisdom

Let's talk about the one thing that seems to illude us mamas the most, SLEEP. May is National Mental Health Awareness Month and also Better Sleep Month, which means getting a good night's sleep should be number one on our list...

The Day We Met I will never forget the day. It will forever be etched in my memory. It was another sweltering July day in Florida, and I was home alone. I remember being so anxious that I was cleaning the...

April is Autism Awareness Month. I feel a certain obligation to write about my personal experiences with autism each April. When I first held my sweet Matthew for the first time over eighteen years ago, I was full of bliss. In...

Ah, the dreaded resume gap. It’s unfortunate that I’ll have to account for every single second spent at home raising two children under three years old on my resume. I’ve been told that anything over three months must be accounted...

I would be lying if I said that I truly celebrated Black History Month before the adoption of my son (who is black). Yes, I talked about it with my kids. We have always been an inclusive family. We are...

You’ve heard of a vent session or a rant, right? I’m sure you can locate a dozen or more rants on social media right now. Well, I use the phrase “get the ugly out” with my friends and trusted circle. That’s...

I think we can all agree that no stage of parenting is easy. That said, some parts are more difficult than others. The breastfeeding, the tantrums, and the wrestling match that is brushing teeth, all seem to be the worst...

I looked in the mirror this morning and thought, “Holy heck, you’ve been through it, sister.” My youthful, fake-bake glow has faded and ironically feels phony to reapply in the dead of pretend winter. Pretend winter is an undefined period...

"Mom, I'm sorry that we were hit and that our car has some damage, but I learned a lot from you and dad talking to us about it afterward," my teenager told me. My vehicle was sideswiped a few blocks...

Our Family's Journey in Football Sprinting through the days of raising our six children, we often see so much as a blur when looking back at our memories. Running like a river, the seasons of life change every day; slow...