My job has allowed me to be able to spend time thinking of my least and most favorite in a variety of categories, often needing my second and third most favorite as well. Regardless, my new least favorite word is: nope.

Now that I’m a parent, I understand their high expectations, and in turn, have them for my own kids.

Any pregnancy is exciting, but when you learn multiples are on their way, things are just a bit different! You find out you are pregnant with not just one, but TWO babies (or more)!!!

Did you know May is the official “Mental Health Month?” I have battled with anxiety on and off for most of my life. My anxiety centers around health phobias, and it always feels so silly, but the reality is that I am not alone in my anxiety battles.

Don’t get me wrong: I have 100 percent respect and admiration for those who’ve served – most notably, my brother and my late grandfather. But admittedly, for me, Memorial Day has always had predominant overtones of picnics, parades, and a day off from school.

Yes, I said it. I could have negotiated and had better results without having to yell. Something I’ve been working on in my Mom Skills Box is doing more negotiating with my crew, so I can yell at them less. 

This is my third pregnancy, and I still feel completely surprised sometimes at the things that are happening to my body because every pregnancy is truly different.

Many districts in the area have adopted the ALICE training philosophy. Instead of the lockdown drills of the past, we are now following Alert, Lockdown, Inform, Counter, and Evacuate. 

Especially now that the weather is nicer and windows are open, my neighbors will truly be privy to my “mum voice”.  It’s a voice that even makes me cringe.

So then how in the world, when I’m racing around town trying to get Daughter A and Daughter B from Point A to Point B on time, are we going to find time to eat a frickin’ meal? Are we doomed to a solid month of Happy Meals and drive-thru dinners?