Bah Humbug. Life is not ‘Norman Rockwell-esque’ with the perfect marriage, perfectly dressed son and daughter, a well-behaved dog, and a golden-skinned turkey, roasted to perfection sitting on the decorated holiday table.  But this was never real life.

The holiday season is already beautiful, but add in birth and babies, and you reach a whole new level.

I don’t know how it’s shopping season already, but it is.  If you are anything like me (children, work, cook, clean, fold, wash, repeat), then you shop online.  I cannot imagine navigating stores on Black Friday, or any other day for that matter.  I always have my kids with me, and unless there is a play area and a reliable person to watch said children as I shop, then it ain’t happening.  (Why ha

Spending the holidays pregnant is wonderful in the land of sweets, but when it comes to receiving gifts, most people gift for the baby-to-be instead of to the mom who is currently pregnant! If you want to be a great gift-giver to an expecting mom this holiday season, look no further.

Holy hell; what just blew through? The toddler tantrums from I don’t know where… Oh, Hello Tuesday-After-The-Long-Holiday-Weekend. You greet us with all of your reality and glory, expecting us to jump back into the swing of life as if we didn’t just indulge in the excuses of holidays to forgo real life for three days. Not only did we indulge in it all, but we stupidly allowed the children to follo

Typically, children come early within a marriage, when the couple is still fresh and parenthood is a fun challenge not yet understood. There is still immaturity and selfishness, a type of learning-curve that must be achieved, and a sense of confidence that will be rocked in ways new parents can’t plan for. It’s safe to say that those early years of parenthood are full of growth like no other, and