How to shame spiral in 30 seconds or less (this is not a success story)

It always begins in the same way - and by that, I mean that I am doing something perfectly normal and routine, and the guilt hits me out of nowhere. The shame, the anxiety, the horror, the reliving and reimagining over and over again of a situation or event...and it comes out of nowhere. Today's…

I may never be a successful writer, but I could be a successful blogger

I used to think that I wanted to be a professional writer. I do not mean a novelist or a serial writer. If I wanted to write a book series, I would (and honestly, how hard is it to be published now? IF you know that right people and IF you can write the smut…

From 2 to 14 – parenting at all the ages

It's been a hot minute since I have written. Why, do you ask? Because I have 4 kids, a husband, a job, a volunteer position, and a lot of books to read. I generally do not like to complain about how exhausting life can be (except to my husband), but lately the parenting has been…

Why I do not take homecoming pictures

We are a military family.  The husband is gone a fair amount of time, so homecomings are always a fun, exciting event.  We have done so many of them, we could write a book about it.  Right?  WRONG.  Take all those pictures of happy men and women in uniform, smiling kids and babies, balloons, posters,…

F-word Fridays: Finding oneself

I am a 32 year old wife and mother.  I know my strengths and my weaknesses, my likes and dislikes, my dreams and my nightmares.  Yet every year that passes, I find that I'm still changing and evolving, and I do not just mean physically.  I am still finding myself or learning who I am,…

When you realize you are not as cool as you thought

I've been a mother for over 13 years.  I knew that as a young mother, I would have the advantage of retaining my cool factor for a little longer than most mothers.  I could follow what was trending, the best clothes and music, the newest makeup trick or food fascination, etc.  I liked the idea…

Woes of the working mom

Last time I wrote, over 3 weeks ago, I had just started working again - huzzah!  Call me crazy, but I love working.  I like knowing that I am expected and needed somewhere outside of my home.  I enjoy drinking copious amounts of coffee as I dress, primp, and drive to work.  I really love…