Misty and her husband of 7 years live in Gonzales, LA with their 2 energetic and amazing children, Jax-7 and Elliot-4. She is native to Alexandria, LA and moved to the Baton Rouge area in 2005, where she now works for a large electrical contracting group. Her son Jax was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis at 8 days old and Misty has made it her mission to fund raise and educate as many people as she can about CF. Misty and her family love to find local (and non-local) adventures on the weekends and playing board games together. She is an avid reader, make-up buyer, and coffee-drinker. She can be found on the sofa binge watching The Office on Netflix and on Instagram at @MISTYROUSSA.

The Day I Left My Family

It wasn't too long ago that I left my family. I told my husband “I’m leaving,” grabbed my purse and walked out. I got into my car and drove away. Now granted I only left...

The Littlest Victims of the Flood

  Losing your home and your things isn’t ideal under any circumstance. Tossing out our children’s toys was about as heartbreaking as tossing out ruined family photos for me. My kids didn’t deserve to lose...

When Floods Happen to Good People

When Floods Happen to Good People My first taste of a natural disaster on a personal level was this week. Monday night our home took in 1.5 feet of water. It happened so incredibly fast....

That Summertime {Mom} Sadness

  It never fails: During the week I will go pick up lunch somewhere or get on social media and see moms with their kids, enjoying summer. I start feeling down on myself because my...

Let’s Be Grateful

  So much negative has happened recently in the world. There has been so much death and tragedy. The news and Internet is full of loss and fear-provoking heartache. With all of that, the judgment,...

No Mom Tribe Here

  The “Mom Tribe." I don’t know what a mom tribe is, but I have my guesses. I am guessing it’s a group of moms who have a lot in common and “get” each other....

Momming On Empty

I think the only time I get real rest is between the hours of 1:00-6:00 a.m. Tossing and turning with random obsessive thoughts keeps me up at night. Most of the remaining time I...

A Letter to My Daughter Before Kindergarten

Dear Elliot, It's late and you are asleep. You still look like a baby when you sleep. Yet you are so far from being a baby now. You are going on five years old and...

To My Child With Cystic Fibrosis: Please Outlive Me

To My Child with Cystic Fibrosis: Please Outlive Me There are times where it hits me out of nowhere. Brushing my teeth, driving to work, folding laundry … times where I am doing the most...

Children and Public Bathrooms

  Not a lot is as inconvenient as your child telling you during a grocery store trip or dinner at a restaurant that they have to go to the bathroom. It would be so easy to...

The Decision to Medicate

When I tell people that our son is on medication for his ADD/ADHD, I usually get some kick-back. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t need others' approval. I do want the people who inquire...

My Daughter Is Not My “Mini-Me”

My four-year-old daughter Elliot and I have quite a few things "in common." For instance, we both like shopping, wearing new shoes, going to gym meets, dancing, and singing Taylor Swift songs very loudly...