Becoming a mama...again.
Growing up, I always imagined having two or three kids. Perfect scenario, two boys and a girl. But, the moment Paxton was placed in my...
Woes of a Working Momma
Today on my lunch break I sat in my car munching on a Greek salad, blasting the AC, and pleading with God. Begging him for an open door,...
Bye-bye breast pump.
One hundred and eighty-two days. I have been able to pump and provide my son with breast milk for the last one hundred and eighty-two...
Confessions of a Boy Mom
The decorations were arranged, the food was spread, and the pinata containing our fate hung above our heads. Will and I reached up to...
