3 tips to help you work through an argument.

Last night there was a huge misunderstanding with my husband. My babysitter's kids were sick, and I had a class I needed to teach today. I had already cancelled once, so I was panicking trying to find somewhere for my kids to go so I didn't have to cancel twice. I asked my husband if he could take the morning off, to which he said, "it would be impossible." I scrambled, texting friends nearby who might be willing to watch them a couple hours. I could tell my husband felt bad,

How to get fear and mental exhaustion to finally take a backseat.

My oldest son had his first Volleyball practice last night. Yes, you heard me. My boy is playing volleyball. He brought the registration paper home to me a couple weeks ago, and I asked if he was interested in playing. He said he told his friends it didn’t sound fun because he didn’t want to be made fun of, but he was actually really interested in trying it out. (I’m so dang proud of him for trying something even with the fear of being made fun of! But that’s a story for anot

Am I doing a good job?

“I just want to do a good job,” is in the undercurrent of most of my daily to-dos and interactions. I want to be a good mom, a good wife, a good friend, a good homemaker, a good business owner, a good cook, a good chauffeur when I’m hauling my kids around, a good… you name it. But having the desire to do better and to learn and grow in a certain area, and BEING good, are two totally different things. You and I are good, just because it’s inherent within us. You are a good per

Is it Time to Change Your Focus?

Do you need a microscope, or a telescope? Are you zoomed in so far that you can’t see the big picture? Or, are you zoomed so far out that you can’t focus on the next task to move you forward? We create fear, worry, anxiety and overwhelm when we stay in one lens for too long. We feel overwhelmed with all the tasks at hand when we stay zoomed out, and we create fear and worry (which compound into anxiety) when we stayed zoomed in. But when we allow ourselves to move between the

What is your story?

We all have a story. ⠀ Each of us. ⠀ It’s our collective experience of life we create from how we process what is happening around us—From the thoughts we are thinking about our life, the people in our life, and the events that have encompassed the years we’ve spent on earth. ⠀ You might fully believe it’s truth, not story— that you’re telling me the news. That the pain from your past, from your relationships, from the circumstances you’ve had thrown at you are all just thing

Getting out of the shame and blame game.

In the last 24 hours I’ve found myself wishing more than anything to go into my closet and hide behind my hanging clothes. Like I would do as a kid when I got in trouble or made a mistake and didn’t want anyone to look at me. To duck out. To have a significant amount of time where no one could see me, and I could just sit in the silence and pretend to not exist. It sounds dramatic, but it’s my defense mechanism for overwhelming emotion that doesn’t feel great; that has me que

How to go from Survive to THRIVE.

A few nights ago I went to bed panicked. The day had been crazy— full of taking care of kids, trying to get some work done in-between screams and yells for “MOM,” making dinner, and work calls in the evening. I hadn’t even had a chance to have a conversation with my husband, and it was 11pm. Then the thought came. ⠀ “We are in survival mode.” ⠀ It came instantaneously. It’s definitely not the first time I’ve told myself we were in survival mode (and it won’t be the last.) And

Post-Corona Depression

Your world shut down. No more work. No more friends. No more soccer games. No more school. No more family visits. No more outings.

Was I supposed to be a mom?

I used to think there was something wrong with me. I hated doing dishes and laundry, day in and day out. Dealing with whining kids who seemed to do nothing but fight and complain all the live long day. I struggled connecting with my kids, and after what seemed like the 10th parenting book I read in an attempt to “get better at momming,” I came to truly believe that the key to my problems was the relationship I had with them. I had been taught my whole life that family relatio

Emotional health does not equal happiness.

We have been conditioned from a young age to believe that being emotionally healthy means being happy all the time. We might even feel we are owed happiness, that we deserve it, and we are entitled to all the happiness the world has to offer. We are taught that circumstances and other people control our emotions. Other people hurt our feelings or bring us joy, and things make us happy or make us sad. When our life is going good we feel good, and when our life is going bad we