I have been with my high school sweetheart for 12 years now. 8 years of marriage, 4 states, 2 baby boys, a dog, and 6 chickens later, we have created quite a comedic family kingdom. We spend every available moment with each other, children squeezed between us while we snuggle down to whisper sweet nothings in each other's direction. Conversation over dirty diapers and huge parenting milestones. The house is free for all, but one space remains our own. Our bedroom. And not onl

As a working mom of two boys with an essential worker husband who is not home for 96 hours out of the week, it's hard for me to have...

On my drive to drop my children off at school today, I was singing along to our "school hype playlist" When I notice the preditor on my wind

The world has ended. How do I know this? Well because after I had loaded him lovingly into the front passenger seat of my Lexus, buckled him in, rolled the window down like a caring pet owner and picked myself up a fresh venti Starbucks refresher, I looked over to see him panting, drooling on my seat and making cute eye and butt wiggles in perfect unison. I also noticed a very fat, very bouncy bug, hop off of his dark coat and onto my lap. The fact that I didn't get into a

He was living in the moment with no regrets and ending an epic story of risk and a reward of a battle scar.