When we imagine our children in their teen and adult years, it is pretty unlikely that our dreams for them involve a goal weight or size. Yet, the way we flippantly talk about weight is embedding the idea that at least some part of their worth is measured this way. Love your own body, treat […]
Author Archive | Beth
I know it might be hard to remember her, but that girl you fell in love with — she’s still here. Please see her: the ready-for-adventure, vibrant woman you fought for and promised to love forever.
As moms, we do all we can to keep memories of our children fresh in our minds. But what about our firsts? Moms of all stages can attest to the constant barrage of newness, so here’s to a few motherhood firsts.
We are a family who loves our food, but we’ve had to abandon several of our favorite restaurants because they don’t have gluten-free options. Now, with a little research, I am learning that Fort Worth, and all of the communities interwoven between here and Dallas, have so much to offer!
The beauty of motherhood is that we didn’t become moms because we had somehow “arrived,” we are moms because we have so much yet to learn. Motherhood refines us, strips us down, roughs us up, and spits us out all shiny, wise, and grey haired.
My husband and I gazed into the purple-red face of our third baby girl, “Well, what does she look like? Do any names come to mind?” Without missing a beat, my ever-loving husband leaned in and proclaimed, “Raisin.”
Woman after woman feels the sting of “failure” when feeding her baby becomes a battle. So, is it our failure as women or mothers, or are we putting an expectation on breastfeeding that is simply unrealistic?