Tired of the nagging fear of inadequacy that the books gave me and desperate to silence the voice saying, you should be doing more, I took my mom’s advice.

Rob and I are better parents while adventuring, simply because we are happier, more present, more appreciative of a new place. It's not easier, by any means. But it's worth it.

Every mother, especially new mothers at their wits ends, at some point, deserve to be uplifted from the cloud of self-doubt, panic and anxiety, which seems to accompany us.

I had learned what was going to be my very first lesson of motherhood: no matter how hard I tried, when it comes to children, ‘big plans’ will no longer work as expected.

Let us encourage each other instead of passing judgement.

Separation may be typical in the military, but it is always significant to a family. And you are now a family of three.

I long for those days of little toes, ones that fit neatly in the palm of my hand and required no socks or shoes, tucked in wonderful outfits with built in feet.

I saw you the other day, and I wanted to tell you that you are doing a great job.

I know it must feel not very nice to be rejected by our eight-month old. But I want you to listen to me when I say this: one day, she will only want you.

He won't always want to be in your arms, not much longer, really.