Tag: Motherhood
Speed Dating – Mom Edition: Where to Meet New Mom Friends
I thought it was difficult meeting people and making friends as a single adult, but then I became a mom and moved to a...
A Look Back at My Journey Through Infertility: What I Wish...
Looking at me now, toting a 20-month-old toddler on my back, holding hands with my 4-year-old, and sporting a six pack month pregnant belly, I...
Being A Mom Is … Gross!
Motherhood is wonderful, joyful, difficult, stressful, and amazing all at the same time.
Do you know what else it is? Gross. Yep, being a mom...
Iceberg Moments: We Are Exactly Who Our Children Need
I don't know about you, but having kids in my thirties was harder than expected. I always knew I wanted kids, a daughter for sure. God in...
Parenthood: An Exercise in Humility
When we finally got our first kid sleeping through the night, we basically felt like parenting experts. We had read books together and followed...
Murphy’s Law of Deployment: A Poem
You’ve heard of Murphy’s Law, right – anything that can go wrong, will?
Well, we here at Military Mom’s Blog recognize another fundamental law of...
Parenting: Good Luck With That
Sometimes, so much of being a mom seems like nothing more than having parenting luck. When I see those parents who are always talking...
5 Pregnancy Hacks for Your Healthiest Pregnancy Yet
Ladies, I have done this pregnancy thing a few times now and while I was never an unhealthy pregnant person per se, this pregnancy...
How I Survived Having Twins, A Potty Training Toddler, and Moving...
I read one time that in an effort to minimize stress and anxiety, you should only have one major life event in a year....
It Takes a Village, But Turnover is High
One of the challenges of being a military spouse is that you are unlikely to live near your (or your spouse's) family. That means...
Ode to an Uptight Mom
From where you sit, the afternoon light beams in, pleasantly illuminating the flowers on your dining room table. Then your gaze drifts down to...
What A Cockroach Taught Me About Postpartum Depression
Cockroaches.
The word is enough to get my anxiety pulsing; to set my heart racing; and to make me break out in a sweat.
I would...