Long story short—the process was the same—IVs, screaming, tears—but this time 3 injection sites instead of 1. It was an outpatient procedure, and we were home the same day. The whole process went a little smoother (on mom and dad’s end anyway) because we knew what to expect.

Lately, I’ve started thinking that there is no such thing as work/life balance.  Whoever made up this term was (like the rest of us) striving for it and believed that it was an attainable goal.

Let’s face it, Moms, we all need a night out! Being a mom is an exhausting, self-sacrificing, and, most of the time, thankless job (even though it is worth the work). So sometimes we need to get out of all of the serving and just have a little fun. So gather up some friends and try these ideas and places for your next Mom's Night Out!

Infertility can put you in a dark place, and it can rear its ugly head when you least expect it. Mother’s Day should have been the perfect time to celebrate my own loving mother and wonderful mother-in-law, but living far away from family then had me feeling selfish.

There are tons and tons of summer bucket lists out there, but here are 25 creative ideas you might not have thought of to add to your list before!

 I have this thing for succulents right now, but I don’t have any in my home. So that is where it all started! I also wanted a cement planter, and I had found ways to make them, but they weren’t super easy and seemed to have lots of room for error, which, with my luck, is never a good idea!

Let's face it, normal life doesn’t stop just because it is Mother’s Day. Some everyday tasks still need finishing.  Sometimes my expectations of the day do not allow me to notice the small, wonderful things that my children do for me. And either I can focus on how bad I feel because I didn’t get what I expected, or I can see what is there.

Perhaps if I hadn’t been so confident, I might have heard the discussion about the amount of pain that comes with a C-section. My post is not meant to scare anyone. But I’m hoping that by sharing my experience with pain, those of you who go through a C-Section are a little better prepped for the pain than I was.

When you’re struggling with infertility, babies enter your mind countless times a day. And not just in the jealousy of seeing a new mom pushing a stroller, or the countless pregnancy announcements on Facebook. Your whole future seems blurry and full of what-ifs. The size of your family quietly creeps into daily decisions.

It’s okay to cry.  It’s okay to be angry, to feel betrayed by your own body.  It’s okay to feel bitter when your friends share miraculous stories about getting pregnant on the first try.  It’s okay to sit quietly as one of your friends complains about their pregnancy, and then excuse yourself to go sob silently in the bathroom.