Monthly Archives: February 2016

I am a fraud. It pains me to admit this in a place where the people I have tricked may discover the truth. How is...

I have a confession: I don’t really like to play with my daughter, Karys. Just saying that makes me feel like a bad mom....

Irony can be a cruel knife. As I sit to write this post on parenting failures, I am still seething from the bajillion, and...

I knew I was clueless about breastfeeding, but I had no idea it could mean a trip to the operating room for mastitis. I was...

Last night my daughter woke up from a nightmare saying “no, no, no.” As I held her little body in my arms, her head...

You know how it goes…you used to love sex, you used to feel sexy, but now? You sleep in a bra stuffed with nursing...

According to the U.S. Census Bureau only about 40% of Portland’s population was born in Oregon, making it the highest transplant city on the...

Motherhood is hard. There isn't a manual, book or Google search to help begin to answer the 10,000 questions I've Googled anyway out of...

It’s not “I love you,” "I do," or “You’re the most wonderful woman in the world,” although it’s definitely nice to hear that.  The...

I recently talked about the importance of dates with your significant other, and gave 28 date ideas around Portland. In our family we also...