I am so in Love With Being a Boy Mom
I never finish a cup of coffee. I rarely sit down. I could buy stock in milk, bread, and chips.…
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I never finish a cup of coffee. I rarely sit down. I could buy stock in milk, bread, and chips.…
Continue ReadingThe other day I was running around the house in an epic pool noodle sword fight with the boys. It…
Continue ReadingI don't have any boys. My house is about as estrogen-charged as one can get with three teenage daughters living…
Continue ReadingHey, boy moms. I need you to listen up. Because we talk a lot about how girl moms get to…
Continue ReadingBrothers—there is just something special about that bond. And there is nothing sweeter than getting to sit back and watch…
Continue ReadingIt is an odd way to start a blog; the words don’t flow well and it’s not concise, but it…
Continue ReadingI've always been somewhat of a tomboy. I grew up playing a variety of sports and have never been a…
Continue ReadingI am tired. I'm tired of yelling, I'm tired of fights. I'm tired of correcting disobedience, I'm tired of reprimanding…
Continue ReadingOur whole world changed the moment the ultrasound tech tapped those three little words across the image on the screen:…
Continue ReadingIn the cold blue morning light, my 15-year-old son sleeps. Lanky limbs sprawled across the couch, gray boxers peeking out…
Continue Reading“Mommy just cannot get your silly little cowlick to behave,” I laughed as I added water to the comb and…
Continue ReadingThis is my son. He has a wound between his eyes. The wound occurred after he slammed his face into…
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