Is anyone else obsessively checking their social media memories from last year, just waiting to watch as the old you stepped with blissful ignorance into the world as we know it?
Just me then...
I lose track of how many times each day I have to get on my oldest for not treating his baby brother properly.
"Stop running your brother over!"
"Why did you just yank that toy from his hands?"
"Don't give him… https://t.co/3wHfaCI0F6
Can I be honest for a moment?
This picture hurts to look at. Almost like a punch to the gut, it leaves me breathless at the weight of its truth.
Now, to be clear, this isn't about the mask. This is not a political… https://t.co/g66rcTg6uM
Just a reminder to all you mamas out there. Father’s Day is THIS Sunday!
Which means you should probably...sit back and do absolutely nothing, because we all know you planned everything out months ago.
Moms rock. ❤️
There are some parents out there who give their kids the ultimate surprise by announcing they are going to Disney World.
But I got the same reaction when I told my son we are going to the drive-thru car wash. Quarantine has humbled us...
In the best way possible. ❤️
As a kid, I never understood why my parents were always “losing” my game of Candy Land and only my grandmother would ever play with me.
24 hours into the Coronavirus quarantine and it all suddenly makes sense. . .
To all the mamas with new babies out there, this Sunday we spring forward and lose an hour of sleep.
This is it. This is what we’ve been training for.
This is our Super Bowl.
Mornings look different than just a few short years ago.
When I’d get up with the sun—not before it—and enjoy a cup of coffee that was hot from first sip to last.
When I’d take a shower without feeling the need… https://t.co/qvP8gpVi65
Everyone is so amazed by a broom standing up on its own.
I’m just saying, I can think of way more amazing things that can be done with a broom.
My children using it to clean, for instance. . .
I drank the @target Kool Aid and fell in love.
Perhaps it was the way the scent of roasted coffee and buttered popcorn would hit me the moment I walked through the doors, or the fact that there was always a good… https://t.co/cGsR8OsGAX
So, this is thirty.
To be honest, I pictured it a little differently in my head growing up—okay, a lot differently.
I think Jennifer Garner is to blame. Yep, it’s her fault, because I can specifically remember my… https://t.co/2MToly7Jlx
I am a curator of the night. A midnight watchman.
You'll find me silently stepping through darkened hallways, peeking past cracked doors, and listening for the soft, yet supple sounds of my children breathing.
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I used to carry around hand sanitizer and packets of Emegen-C in my purse just in case someone sneezed near me.
Today I used a five-inch plastic tube to suck the snot out of my child’s nose.
Motherhood is humbling that way.
Husband: I need to hit the gym. My dad bod is getting a little out of control.
TEN MINUTES LATER
Husband: Honey, check it out! I just wrapped fruit gushers inside of a fruit roll-up!
A single second.
That’s all it took to realize that I had spent the past nine months worrying for nothing.
I mean, how can a heart that is already filled to the absolute brim possibly find room to welcome one… https://t.co/gcPkySMlWv