Far Too Many Fux

Awhile back (we’re talking last summer, y’all), I had the distinct pleasure of reading The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck. I say it was a pleasure because I have a life-long habit of giving LOTS of f*cks about LOTS of things… making it extremely refreshing to imagine another way of being- one with…

Shooter

I used to primarily blog about parenting. It was a love/ hate relationship for me. While staunchly resisting the label of “mom blogger” and bemoaning the fact that most of my subject matter was only relatable to about 53 percent of the population – a subsection that doesn’t have a ton of time for luxuries…

Nobody Knows How to Love You (Unless You Teach Them How)

When I birthed my firstborn, my mom stayed with us for a week and organized our pantry. Slowly, over the course of seven days, our dry goods and snacks were divided into clear plastic containers, each with a shiny white label neatly attached. “Rice.” “Sugar.” “Snack nuts.” This was her gift to me, the one…

Stop Wasting Time People-Pleasing

My husband and I had children 100 percent on purpose. We felt ready, so I figured it would be easy, effortless. But motherhood isn’t necessarily a natural skill; sometimes it’s learned through practice, deep discomfort, and lots (and lots and lots) of failure. I thought motherhood would simply be part of my already existing life;…

Here’s Why You Can’t Blame Your Parents

There’s a stigma associated with being an only child. Think about it: what comes to mind when someone says they’re an only? Weird, spoiled, controlling, anti-social, moody – these all, at one time or another, described me. And not without good cause – I’m a f*cking weirdo. I talk to myself constantly, I don’t adapt…