gratitude, sisterhood

Rules for a sisters-only getaway

1. Stay up late ranking the names of Kim Kardashian's children, from least awful to most awful. (In case you are curious: North (but go by Nori, obv), Saint, and poor lil' Chicago is last.) 2. Sleep in late and eat kettle corn and coffee for breakfast. (Doubles as a colon cleanse?! Lol) 3. Chuckle… Continue reading Rules for a sisters-only getaway

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featured, inner-work, motherhood

Now might be a good time for some self-care.

IT SEEMS SO SIMPLE, RIGHT? And yet, there I was again, yelling like a shrew at my family this past weekend. All sleep-deprived and self-righteous. (I always become the self-righteous martyr when I'm parenting from an empty cup...look at me, sacrificing for ALL OF YOU, NONE of you whom seem to appreciate my greatness! LOL. NOT A GOOD LOOK FOR YOU, SARAH.) 

inner-work, motherhood

Honoring My Urge to Clean

I overrode all the negative chatter and I went to my happy place: T.J. Maxx. I slowly wandered the store with my short cart, no child in tow, no husband, just me and a coffee, sniffing candles and perusing sale racks. I realize it is consumeristic and a bit ridiculous to claim that T.J. Maxx is my happy place. And I assure you, when I was in labor with my daughter I was not envisioning the quiet, fluorescent-lit aisles as I breathed through a contraction. But T.J. maxx and its aisles of storage bins, linen sprays, and laundry baskets was just what the doctor ordered. I got handy-dandy containers to organize my pantry. Bins that hold canned goods! A cute little container for your sponge and scrubber that suctions to the side of the sink.