WHEN YOU'RE A COP'S WIFE

I see you. I see the long hours you work and the lack of sleep you get. I see you with your face in your hands, pondering on what you cou...

"I don't know how you sleep at night." "How are you able to function normally?" "Don't you worry yourself sick?" "Are you scared your kid...

Imagine being so deep buried in poop diapers, bottle parts, and nausea that you can't even see the mounds of laundry or piles of dirty di...

You don't have to make lemonade. You don't have to be happy about it. You don't have to accept it right away. You can grieve. You can be ...

Girlies, when did how you parent become anyone else's business? I mean, really. When did this society become so power hungry, that everyo...

Monday, April 9th, 2018, my body went into labor without me even knowing. Over the weekend I'd had two baby showers, and if I am being pe...

Dear Baby Daddy's, I see you, daddy. I see you working all day at a job where you feel under-appreciated and over worked. I know how you ...

Every week I hop on here and try to leave you guys feeling challenged, renewed, and more in love with yourself. In reality, I am battling...

My husband went to bed early last night. I sat in the living room — I watched the season finale of Sharp Objects (holy smokes btw) then t...

To every one reading this post and any others, past or future, who believes I am complaining about my husband, our life, his work or that...

The next few posts are essentially going to be a series. I am going to discuss my experience with breastfeeding today and the guilt I fel...

Am I the only person who immediately assumes dead, cheating, or hates me when I can't get in touch with my husband? There are more times ...

Anyone ever been in like, the greatest mood ever, only to have it come crashing down and coming to an abrupt end like a boulder crashing ...