I thought when my kids were back in school, when the endless Spring Break 2020 had finally ended, that things would more or less go back to “normal.” Maybe I was being naïve or daydreaming because it hasn’t felt...
For more than five years, I’ve graced you — or possibly upset you — with the blogs I’ve put out here. And for more than five years, it felt right — and incredibly fulfilling. I was in my mommy...
My husband struggles with depression, which means that our entire family does, too. Throughout my life, I have been fortunate to have basically no experience with mental illness, so the learning curve these past few years has been difficult....
“You want weapons? We're in a library. Books are the best weapon in the world. This room's the greatest arsenal we could have.” –Doctor Who (The Tenth Doctor)
Some people doom scroll. Some people read. I've always enjoyed reading. Before...
March 4th is Moms for Moms Day! The Bump was inspired by CT Working Moms Campaign for Judgment-Free Motherhood photo shoot they did and wanted to expand that message. This vision for Moms for Moms Day:
"The journey to motherhood is...
Self-care shouldn’t be a once-a-year event that women only get to do on Mother’s Day. It shouldn't be a day where your children suddenly "see" you and acknowledge all that you do on a daily basis and give you...
You should never tell someone they are different — even if they are. Chances are, they know they are different without having to be reminded. I know I am, so why remind me? Well, the same goes for children.
When...
I click on every article I see about hospitality. I love the idea of come one, come all Sunday suppers, of friends popping in for coffee at any time, of people stopping by for dinner any day of the...
When you think about Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD), you most likely envision a highly emotional or irritable young boy who is bouncing off the walls, unable to sit still, blurting things out, interrupting conversations, and easily distracted (‘squirrel!”)....
It never fails. My husband packs his bags for work and gets on his merry way. He arrives safely and everyone back home (my two kids and me) are settling into daddy being gone — and BAM! You know...
"I used to be cool."
Occasionally I see this sticker on a van when I’m dropping off my kids at school, and my initial thought is, "Shoooooooot, I still am b*tches!"
Then I really let that statement sink in and realize...
For as long as I can remember, body image has been an ongoing struggle. I started going through puberty, and I worried about not being as curvy as other girls... and then, a year later, I started worrying about...