From the day you change your personal occupation to full time “Mom,” you might feel instantly banished to the world of ‘boring and domesticated.’ The label ‘Mom’ (especially Stay at home Mom) also comes with the ‘ Least Interesting Person in the Room’ award. Society undermines the value of moms and we start believing it. Some … Read more
I thought I would be more settled with motherhood. 4 and half years and three kids in and I constantly feel like my heart is a trampoline for all my worst feelings to have a playdate on. Like most women who become moms, I had confidence in my abilities to be a mom, wife, homemaker before … Read more
The first time I heard about scarcity and abundance mindset it was explained through the Leah and Rachel story in the bible. They were sisters, one was ‘form’ and one was ‘function’. It seems whenever there is more than one sister, people apply this subconscious scale to them and rate who was blessed with the … Read more
We all have a vision of the mother we will be. Then we have kids. No matter how many kids we have or how close together, I think we all experience this deviation from what we hoped for as mothers and what we become. WHEN DID I STOP ENJOYING MY KIDS? In my case, I … Read more
Today I had to tap into what I’ve been learning about coaching and talk myself through a badittude. Here is how it went down: I had a three-year-old who was a threenager today. I stress-ate taquitos for lunch. I made a plan with my husband that I would go to the gym right after dinner. … Read more
We have all settled. For a relationship not leading anywhere, a job we hated, a botched dye job, overpriced quinoa flour, a wardrobe of clothes we kinda like but not really. On one hand, settling can be a good thing, it rustles up those parts of us that we let solidify into entitlement. When it becomes … Read more
Everyone needs a Great Uncle Herb. Smacking his lips and telling animated tales behind thick glasses. Dancing across river rocks while wrestling with a forty-pound writhing salmon. Strumming his banjo with smiling beady eyes. One afternoon over tea he was telling us a story about peeing in his brother’s eye (I can’t do it justice) … Read more