I meant sweat. I meant sweet. No, I meant swear. I really don’t swear. Blame it on the Catholic upbringing or just the fact that I prefer not to, because I instantly feel guilty afterward (also, blame that on the Catholic upbringing), but swearing has always been something that only happens when I’m overly stressed, panicked, and some type of emergency may be happening. Or, as I like to call it: Mother(f*ing)hood. It’s been an eye-opening thing to realize how… Read more »

The greatest prayer a mama has is that her children stay healthy. I pray for many other things (wisdom, compassion, faith, strength, etc) over my children as well, but health and protection are always the most prominent. I’ve prayed especially over Gavin. Even in the womb, at just a few weeks gestation, we were getting news that things didn’t look absolutely perfect like you hope to hear. We prayed. Family prayed. Strangers prayed. Small groups prayed. Gavin defied it all… Read more »

As I had mentioned in my Meet Melissa section, I am a mother to 1, but 4 if you count all the pets. I looooove pets. I used to want to be a veterinarian until one {lovely} woman tried to give a bunch of 11-year-olds “the real-world picture of being a veterinarian” and decided to show us slide after slide of dead puppies. Is that really what it’s all about, crazy lady lovely woman? That quickly turned me off from… Read more »