gratitude

I thought 2020 would be the year I got everything I wanted

Now I know it's the year I appreciate everything I have.

Quarantine has forced me to slow down and enjoy time with my child

And I'm loving it so much.

My family has learned how to slow down—and we’re not going back

As the world as we knew it ground to a halt, life had a way of bringing everything into perspective.

This man thanking health care workers through a window is all of us ❤️

You can see how grateful he is. We are grateful, too.

I count my blessings every day

I count my blessings because the hardships and the successes that come from creating little humans make me a better person. I take less for granted. I know that things are not meant to be perfect. Without the heartache, how would I feel the true happiness that comes with raising kids?

Dear imperfect life: I like you

There's nothing wrong with me because I'm scared sometimes and I make mistakes in parenting, wife-ing and life-ing. I am human; you are human; we are flawed and imperfect.

As we deal with parenthood together, I need you to know: You are my hero

Join me in celebrating the everyday heroes of parenthood and the journey we share as we tackle life's challenges together.

The antidote to my parenting anxiety

You'd gotten the best of me again, stealing time I should have spent doing anything other than obsessing over the multitude of awful things that could have (but didn't!) happen to my family.

My gratitude journal helps me find balance in this busy season of motherhood

Writing down those small moments completely changed my life.

I’m turning into my mother—and I’m so grateful for that

The truth is, you understand me in a unique way that my husband, children or best girlfriends never will.

It’s science: practicing gratitude makes us happier

People who list their blessings are happier than those who take an inventory of life’s hassles.

Saying ‘thank you’ doesn’t feel like enough—why I’m so grateful for my labor and delivery nurses

Thank you for your positivity and genuine belief in my abilities to get my baby out safely.

Two simple words completely changed how I feel about parenting

Focusing on ‘getting to’ vs. ‘having to’ made me realize just how lucky I really am. 

Dear husband, I don’t thank you enough for all that you do

When I put a pillow over my head and try to pretend it’s your turn to get up, I should stop and thank you for all the (many!) times you’ve comforted her at night.