Tag Archives: Mothering Well

I have spring cleaning heavy on my mind lately. Maybe it is because I am trying to manifest nicer weather given the pacific northwest has not quite gotten the message the spring has sprung. We are hav...

For as long as I can remember, I have found that cleaning helps to clear my head more than most other things. Don't roll your eyes too fast though because being wired this way does not then mean my ho...

Lately I've been watching the young moms in my life run themselves ragged trying to be perfect moms. As I watch them try to do-all and be-all for their kids, I feel sad. They're not only missing out o...

The sun shone through the windows, giving the kitchen a brightness that hadn't been there in months. My family was up, dressed, and contentedly occupied elsewhere in the house while bacon and scratch-...

We spend a lot of our lifewaiting. Waiting to achieve some thingthat we expect to be life-altering. We wait to be married. We wait to have kids. We wait to have the perfect job, the forever home, the ...

Nothing prepared me for potty training. Not the advice I received from experienced Moms and not the marriage counselling we got as a doe-eyed young couple too excited about our wedding we barely heard...

Let's not let our lack of having a significant other prevent us from celebrating a day of love with our little ones! As we know, single moms are overwhelmingly doing it all alone. Those mothers who do...

I first heard the term "Beige Mom" when I read an article about a man who was upset with his wife. She was a social-media-Beige-Mom-darling and it was driving him crazy. A Beige Mom is a mom who decor...

Please wash your hands after you pee. Can you please look where you are going? What do you say? How do you say that politely? Please put that where it goes. Neatly. Can you please share? These are jus...

The internet is full of rabbit holes. You know what I mean? You start researching recipes for dinner and somehow end up looking at the bridal gowns of celebrities. You then glance at the clock and won...