Our WiFi connection is strong, but our personal connection has never been weaker.

And as they grow, you might even wish all those small things back-the things that drove you crazy then-you might take them back in a heartbeat.

There are very few ways in which I find being a parent is comparable to being a celebrity.

We are tired because we just cannot stop giving our children our love, not even when it’s our turn to rest.

This is how it goes most days: my daughter drains every ounce of me with her demands, and then fills me back up with complete joy and bliss.

 I need you to stop saying that you are “just” a mother. Your child is so much more than just. Your life is more than just.

Parenting is incredibly hard. No book in the world can explain it. 

A piece about finding life and hope in an object that might be deemed trash.

As I think about the house where my babies have grown into big kids, tweens and teens I realize they're not the only ones that have been growing.

About ten solid seconds of sheer bliss transpire before I hear the hinge squeak. It briefly crosses my mind that it could be a serial killer. But I’m too relaxed to give a crap. “Hi Mama.”