As a mom with mental health issues, it can be tough to know how to approach the subject with your little ones. In this post, we share some tips and tricks to help you have those tough conversations with your kiddos and reduce stigma around mental health.
As a working mom, getting organized for the new school year can be a daunting task. Here are my top tips for getting organized:
My dear, sweet 8 year old told me a joke today. I won't repeat it but it had to do with bad ghosts saying Booooooobs. He's 8. He says he heard it from one of the older kids at school. Y'all, I'm not ok and I'm not ready for my kid telling jokes like this until he's like 12.
Bobbing for apples isn't always the best Halloween game. Especially if you have very small children. Here are some ideas for the smallest trick or treaters to have fun at your Halloween party. One of my all time favorites is Pin the whatever on the whatever. Let me explain. Pin the wart on the witch. Pin... Continue Reading →
Summer is rough on moms and kids. It's estimated that 1 in 4 kids is going to need medical attention for something over the course of the summer. I have 4 kids. Are you kidding me?! The last thing I need is a call saying my one of my chuckle heads is at the hospital.... Continue Reading →
Summer is in full swing. And you've already exhausted every free activity in your area. What's a mom to do? Make a routine that isn't routine. Madness, I know. A routine is for the school year. Summer is for relaxing and chilling out and letting their brains turn to mush. How's that working for you?... Continue Reading →
You have to scream to get anyone to listen to you!! This seems to be a universal mom thing. No one seems to listen or pay attention to you until you turn into a stark, raving lunatic. Then, they all stand around and try to figure out why the men in the white jackets are... Continue Reading →
I think it might be the reason we love Disney World so much. Our trip to Disney World in May was the first time we all felt like a family. We didn’t argue, much, or fight or yell. We lived, laughed and loved on the way down, as crowded as that was, at the park... Continue Reading →
Us. A year ago. Things are different now. Hair. Height. Jobs. People who live with us. Mental health. But one thing that has never changed is my love for this kid. Kid. That's funny. Technically, she's still a kid. And she does some kid things like watch goofy things, forget to do the dishes, and... Continue Reading →
The Glorious Train Wreck Mom 