Category Archives: Confessions

What YOU want

Change is underfoot. For some of us, school is just around the corner. For others, it’s around the corner thats around the corner, that’s behind the other corner. The point is, things are moving forward. Even if your school doesn’t start until September–these are the last days. The last days of summer. Hurray!!!! Wait, am… Read More »

Bathing Suits, Feeling Fat, and Faking It

So today’s kind of fun! I’m guest posting over at One Tough Mother talking about bathing suit season. Head over there and give ‘er a read. We’re talking bathing suits, feeling fat, and how we communicate it to our daughters. Yeeesh. Now skeeeedadddle!      

In between.

Did you see yesterday’s post? There was a whole lot of hype and angst after I first published the “BEFORE” post. Folks wanted to hurry up and see the after. The AFTER. No mind what the process looked like. Show us the results. Caterpillar to butterfly. Please leave out the crusty chrysalis. In this day… Read More »

Last Week Was Fascinating: 3/17/13-3/23/13}

Hey guys! So, last week I completely missed my second “Fascinating” post. I know, ridiculous. And this week, we are starting off quite tired. I spent the weekend at Blissdom conference in Grapevine, Texas and let me just say, it was quite the good time! I have some fun things to share with you, but… Read More »

I don’t know how

I think I pretty much know how to do everything. Ok, just the important stuff. Or, how about we settle for some of the important stuff? Fine. Have it your way. I don’t know what the heck I’m doing 94% of the time. Especially when it comes to this whole mom business. Sheesh. I know there are… Read More »


It’s not uncommon to hear people whine about “getting older.” Chances are you rarely hear anything positive attached to that phrase, so allow me to rock your world with something I came up with all by myself: One of the greatest privileges of aging is the acquisition of perspective. Boom. Didn’t that sound like, totally… Read More »

Negative body image in young girls

The only thing I have ever successfully sewn is a jumper I made for myself in 6th grade. For weeks, I labored diligently over some blue and white checked fabric. My patient sewing teacher, Mrs. Robinson, coached my clumsy hands to success. It was nothing short of a miracle. That I have never repeated such… Read More »