Tag Archives: Mothering Well

When I was pregnant with my firstborn, I used to cringe when someone would exclaim “pregnancy brain!” every time I so much as paused to answer a question. Non-pregnant people can once in a...

Here comes Peter Cottontail, hopping down the Easter trail, arriving later this week. And with him come the questions. Should we 'celebrate' the Easter Bunny? Easter egg hunts? And what about the Toot...

Ever since I wrote a blog about quitting dinner time I've been feeling a little guilty. I got some pushback about how I shouldn't give up and that I need that time to make beautiful moments ...

I spend a fair amount of time poking fun at our family's dinnertime chaos on social media. It can get pretty ridiculous. And to be honest, we don't really do anything to stop it. ...

Back in the day, I had a whole lot of educational philosophy that was one hundred percent correct and better than your educational philosophy. Or your neighbor's. Or your mom's. I was on the ball. It ...

Somehow my granddaughter has gotten it into her head that when her two year old brother turns three he will magically mature and listen to her five year old wisdom.  “Ooh,” she gripes...

I hide.   From people. And not like ‘hide and seek’. I’m not wanting to be sought.   I’m hiding with purpose an...

We had just returned home from a winter camping trip. Mountains of laundry and snow gear lined our hallway, dishes were begging to be loaded in the dishwasher, and food needed to be unpacked and put a...

We all want the very best for our children, but it’s impossible to do everything right all the time.  Admitting that is freeing – and it’s also encouraging to other moms in the ...

When my girls were little, they probably watched Rainbow Brite more than a hundred times.  The theme song is still fried into my brain (“Rainbow Brite, Stars are shining bright …&rdq...