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One evening while using my time to mindlessly scroll Facebook, I saw a snapshot of a Twitter post that read, “Are you healed or are you distracted?” Well. Call the police please because I am being targeted by a stranger...

What’s that saying when you admit you were wrong…eating crow? Yeah, I’m doing a lot of that these days. I have had kids in my life over the years as a "bonus mom," but in July of 2019 I...

I applied for a job a few months ago. As a stay-at-home mom, I was a bit nervous about my resume gap. I didn't get the job. (Don't worry, I'm okay about it.) But, as I was creating my...

Every morning (or the night before, if you're like me) you spend time in your closet. You carefully pick out what you are going to wear for that day. Because you know it's important, you spend time putting yourself...

Growing a family, growing a career, and being a working mom; it’s hard. It means talking shop in your sweats after supper around the dirty dishes in your kitchen. See that photo? Yep. That's me and the hubs at night...

April 1st began like most days in our home; my husband and I aren't big into April Fools’ Day pranks and, aside from trying not to fall for any fake Facebook posts, our life went on like any other...

Did you know that the U.S. Air Force introduced Bob Ross to painting? While stationed in Alaska, he enrolled in a painting class at the U.S.O. Club. This is one of those facts that you wouldn't know unless someone...

Whether current events have you working from home, or you have a flexible job that allows for this, we can all agree that the work-from-home life with kids is a tricky one. Work needs to get done, kids need...

Like a lot of moms, I sometimes get asked "how I do it all." I'll admit our life is busy: I have 4 kids, a full-time career, keep my marriage healthy, volunteer for multiple organizations, make homemade meals, have a...

Get your shoes on. Get your shoes on!! GET!!!  YOUR!!!  SHOES!!!  ON!!!! Our mornings nearly always went something like that. The kids being poky. Not listening. Me repeating myself. Me eventually yelling. Every. Single. Morning. And the most shameful part? I realized it wasn't...