Working Moms

Most women can relate that a shower is much more than getting the Goldifsh crumbs and spit up out of their hair. It’s 5 minutes of alone time. Yes, there might be a kid with their fingertips under the door screaming "mommy," but at least the sound of the running water is soothing. And while the hot water might be relaxing, our brains are usually going a mile a minute. A mom’s 5 minutes of alone time becomes their mental to-do list. As an experiment, I attempted to record my train of thoughts from my shower this morning. So here we go, welcome to inside the brain of a mom. May you enjoy my 5-minute shower thoughts. Ugh, this shower needs to be...

Because of how our district is arranged, my three school-aged children attend three different schools. They each come home with folders packed with reminders. I call them "micro-aggressions." Each one represents some upcoming significant date, whether a field trip, free dress day, or even just a heads-up to expect a progress report soon. Honestly, I'm doing my best simply to match the correct slip of paper to the correct kid (help me out here, admin, and put the school names on the top of each paper, will ya?!) My husband and I carve out time every afternoon to do the homework routine. While the kids plug away at their assignments, we are busy checking the folders, signing the daily reports,...

Disclosure :: This post is sponsored by the Jung Hotel & Residences – a New Orleans Hotel Collection. Experience Modern History :: The New Jung Hotel and Residences - a New Orleans Hotel Collection Looking down from the rooftop pool deck, the skyline is so much of what we love about New Orleans: the street cars gliding down Canal Street, the twinkling lights against the night sky, the classic Saenger Theater just a short distance away and faint sounds of laughter and revel from folks who are headed towards a good time. The Jung Hotel and Residences  is no stranger to history and in fact, has quite the story to tell. As early as the 1920’s, this hotel became well-known for its entertainment...

Disclosure: This post is part our series in observance of World Breastfeeding Week and is sponsored by Woman’s Hospital.  High Lipase and Bottle Refusal: The Part of Breastfeeding and Pumping No One Told Me About When I was pregnant with my first baby, Lillian, I intended to breastfeed from the get go. Like many new moms, I wanted to do everything "right" (spoiler alert: there is no one set "right" way to do things when it comes to raising children), so I read as much as I could get my hands on in relation to breastfeeding and joined a breastfeeding support group on Facebook ahead of time. One of the things that I kept reading over and over again and hearing in the...

I used to be a professional. I used to be an incredible teacher. I used to come home from the classroom and KNOW that I just made a difference in the world. I used to wear high heels. I felt strong and my work was fulfilling. I used to be an artist. A creator. A knowledge seeker. My thoughts used to be in order. I used to be a good friend - the one who never forgot a birthday. The one who always remembered to call. The one who gave advice. The one who listened and knew what was going on in your life. I was organized, on time, well dressed. I used to have good skin and shaved legs (okay maybe...