Tag: life
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“The Mom Circle: Finding My People at the End of the Cul-de-Sac”
Where the scooters fly, the sidewalk chalk flows, and the moms become family. When we moved into our cul-de-sac, I was mostly thinking about safety. Fewer cars zooming by, a quiet street for the kids to ride bikes, and a little more peace and quiet after the chaos of the day. I wasn’t thinking about…
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VHS, AOL, TGIF…A Love Letter to the 90s
If you were born in 1986 like me, then you were raised in what might be the weirdest, most wonderful, delightfully awkward time in history: the 90s.Before WiFi, before smartphones, and definitely before “aesthetic” was a thing, we had jelly shoes, cassette tapes, and a whole lot of neon. We were the last generation to…
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It’s True What They Say…
“It’s true what they say, you know…” That phrase has been floating around for generations. A wise little nudge. A moment of truth. A gentle “told ya so” from life itself. And now that I’m both a mom and a teacher?I find myself saying it more than I care to admit. Usually with a cup…
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Sundays in Mom Mode
Rest, Reset, and the Sunday Scaries There’s something about Sundays that’s both soothing and slightly stressful when you’re a mom. It starts slow—coffee, cartoons, maybe a moment of quiet before the chaos kicks in. And then it rolls right into the checklist: laundry piles, grocery lists, prepping backpacks, refereeing fights over the last waffle… and…
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Thirty-Nine Is Coming In Hot …
Looking Back, Leaning Forward So here I am… on the edge of 39. Not quite 40. Not really clinging to 30. Just kind of floating in that limbo where you still say things like “back in the day” and forget you are the day. Turning 39 is weird. It’s like being the last page of…
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What’s Love Got To Do With It?
I Found My Husband at 30—and It Was Right on Time I didn’t meet my husband in high school. Or college. Or at some magical post-grad event where everyone’s drinks matched their personalities and their futures were perfectly mapped out. Nope. I found him at 30. Right at the moment I stopped frantically searching and…
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Life in the Shell: What Rowing Taught Me About Grit, Grace, and Teamwork
Not many people grow up saying, “I want to be a rower.” It’s not exactly a mainstream sport—there are no Friday night lights, no bleachers full of fans, no highlight reels playing on ESPN. But those of us who’ve done it? We know it’s one of the toughest, most unique, and strangely beautiful sports out…
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In the Middle of the Mayhem
Raising My 5-Year-Old Boy They say the middle child is the peacemaker, the overlooked one, the quiet soul just trying to find their place. Whoever they are… they’ve never met my 5-year-old. My middle child is anything but overlooked. He’s a whirlwind wrapped in a superhero cape, a ball of motion powered by Hot Wheels…
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Firstborn Firecracker
Raising My 7-Year-Old Girl in a House Full of Boys When people hear I have three kids, their first reaction is usually, “Wow, you must be busy!” And they’re right. But what they don’t always realize is that the dynamic between my firstborn daughter and her two little brothers is its own beautiful brand of…
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Weekends At Home
“Weekends at Home: Where the Chaos Is Loud and the Coffee Is Strong“ Welcome to my weekend. Population: one frazzled mom, one sassy 7-year-old girl, one endlessly energetic 5-year-old boy, and one very opinionated 2-year-old toddler with a mission to destroy everything in his path. It’s Saturday morning. I wake up to the gentle sound…
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Coffee ☕️ Crayons 🖍️ and Curriculum 📝 