The year of the mother.

This waiting place isn't easy.

You're good - right smack dab in all of your mess.

To the mama filled with worry, you've done enough.

Stop coasting on fumes and calling it living.

Not everyone is going to like you - it's OK.

It's time to lower the bar.

I'm never going to be consistent, but that's OK.

That JOY you're searching for - it's not found in her life.

You can be grateful and still have hard days.

The five words my son said that leveled me in all of my mess.

Don't be afraid to run your own race.

Stop telling yourself you can't when you can.

Put down the guilt and see yourself for everything you ARE.

When is the last time you went all in?

Life isn’t meant to be a blur, mama—I’m throwing up the white flag.

Mama, be who you were made to be, not who others want you to be.

You're more than "Good enough" Mama - You're "Good" plain and simple.

I'm taking back my joy and you should too, Mama.

Your worth isn't defined by others expectations, Mama, so let the guilt go.

To my baby, when I get it all wrong.

Working moms don't just want flexibility in the workplace, we need it.

When I forget to tell you.

The last time.

All they want for Christmas is you.

Raising boys.

It's OK, mama, you're normal.

A mother's community.

Choosing JOY.

Mama, you were made for this.

The illusion of the perfect mom.

To the mama who is struggling, you are enough.

Hurry up and slow down.

Stop with the guilt.

To the women who watch my baby while I am away, Thank You.

Balance? That's Funny.