Mental Health

In My Bad Friend Era Growing up I didn’t have a large group of friends. I had a select few I could confide in until I reached high school. Then that circle got even smaller. I found myself becoming friends with guys more often than girls. Why? Because guys are easier, they aren’t so dependent on connection. This of course came with a whole set of its own problems though. You know the problems I’m talking about. It’s not too hard to figure out. Then I reached my twenties and shortly after having my daughter, I found my forever best friend. In fact, I won’t even call her my best friend. That woman is my soul sister. Through and through. I...

So NOT Instagram Worthy I am often overwhelmed. I often find myself dreaming about the far away days when I don’t have someone always needing me. I imagine nights spent sleeping instead of chasing away bad dreams. I imagine stretching out without little feet in my back. Days spent in quiet, contemplative peacefulness. The ability to do whatever I want, whenever I want and to be able to take a bath without an impromptu audience busting down the door at any time. Am I the only one? Why do I feel like I am? WHY AM I NOT ENJOYING THIS?! I find myself comparing myself and my parenting to what I see on social media. You see, I know I’m looking at...

Wobbling Toward Grace, Part 2 :: The Days of Beautiful Chaos *This is a Part 2 of a series. Read Part 1 here. I was old when I became a new mom, and maybe that was what isolated me from the colleagues I had called friends. Also what made me overly protective and what motivated me to take 58,000 photos of my baby every week. I am also an introvert who found myself pregnant at 43, filled with a delight I had never expected I would, or could, experience, and which I had talked myself out of believing would ever be part of my life, talked myself into believing I, for some reason, didn't deserve. And, like many new moms, I kept...

You Snooze, You Win! :: Life Hacks For The Time-Management-Challenged I was once given an art assignment that consisted of a blank sheet of paper with the word “TIME” at the top in bold letters. Our only instruction was to draw in the space below based on the word prompt. I stared at the paper and felt a flood of mixed emotions - both positive and negative. When it comes to four-letter words, this one might be the most sensational. I have many positive memories regarding the word time; the way my Cajun Granny would always say, “Well, y’all got time ...” when we’d announce we were about to head home after Sunday lunch. She’d start a pot of coffee or get...

Magic Does Exist :: Work-Life Balance As we enter into the new school year, I am acutely aware of my ability to support my kids in a way that I was not able to previously as a working mom. As a full-time businesswoman, I’ve always had to juggle home life and work life, and up until about two years ago, I dreaded the constant battle between priorities. The struggle caused stress and mom-guilt galore. I didn’t realize how much control I had in doing something about my career when it came to prioritizing my family. I have two kiddos, ages ten and seven, and they have attended two different schools for several years now. Their summer schedules did not grace my...