Well, I have to do SOMETHING to keep myself awake during all of those night feeds, don’t I?
I got dressed in something other than sweatpants. I would like a medal, please and thank-you.
Cold coffee and typos – a.k.a my 6th week of parenting.
The confessions of a chronic over-packer.
Alexa, write this blog post for me, please…
A review of the bed and bath bundle by Shnuggle.
Our infant overlords are not always totally rational with their demands…
So I never have to find myself in a foreign country without a toothbrush ever again.
No, I did not just “snap back into shape”…
Learn how to dress like the queen of style.
When life gives you lemons, and you don’t even have any gin to put them in.
How I make a living by writing about my life.
I didn’t get stretchmarks, but I DID get pregnant in my face, GOD.
In memory of my mother-in-law.
Everything I’ve learned in a lifetime of trying to be stylish…
Trapped wind, surgical stockings, and everything else I experienced while recovering from my c-section last month.
They’re much more versatile than you think they are, seriously.
This post is brought to you by caffeine and 4am feeds.
The story of the best – and scariest – day of my life.
It would’ve made my life so much easier…