Parenting is the epitome of organized chaos. Continually working toward structure, even if all that means is 3 square meals a day and two snacks. With only toddlers it is easy to get in the rhythm of spending the day in pajamas and cleaning 10 minutes before the hubby gets home. You lose yourself in…
Dear Mama letters are meant to be encouraging, and they are, but only to a certain extent. Empathy without relationship is lonely. We live in a time of the easily offended. Furious posts referencing the horrible people who stopped by unannounced and woke our newborns; the never ending diets which make baked goodies seem pointless…
Live. Simple. Good. 