I know a handful of women who wanted to be mothers when they grew up.
Not me.
While I love being a mother now, I didn’t spend my childhood and teenage years dressing up in sweatpants and nursing bras pretending to change diapers. Of course, I also didn’t fantasize about writing marketing emails or making killer sales calls - so there’s that.
No, my career fantasies were much more glamorous. It’s been interesting to revisit these dreams over the last few weeks and remember how badly I wanted to be certain things.



I’m not going to say anything Earth shattering today.
I am not a domestic diva. I have no shame about
Let’s talk about multi-tasking.
My kids and I are experimenting with a fancy schmancy time management system to help everyone get through their morning and bed time routines.