Ages + Stages

"MAMA! What does it smell like?" Said my 4-year-old daughter as we entered the restaurant restroom because she just "had to go potty" right as our food was delivered to our table. At that very moment, I had one of...

"Whoever CHOOSES to be an English teacher is an idiot." Those were my exact words to my sophomore English teacher. Of course, not to her face because my adolescent self was much more respectful than that but very much passive-aggressively...

Have you ever been so scared of change that you just choose not to do anything about it? That was me when it came down to having kids and a career.   I was made to be a mom, but I...

The day my mother died was hands down, the worst day of my life. I was 22 years old, fresh out of college, and ready to face the world. What I was not prepared to do was face the...

February 13, 2014, was a defining date for me. That’s the day my 15 ½ year marriage was officially over. Six years ago, I was just trying to find my footing after going through a divorce. I was continuously hearing...

I have a lot of internal dialogue. So much that when I see someone that I maybe had a thoughtful discussion with, I feel like they know and are evaluating a conversation that they were never part of. My dialogue...

As most mamas can tell you, morning sickness is NOT FUN! I, unfortunately, like a lot of women out there, had it BAD. There are so many misconceptions about pregnancy, one of the biggest being "morning sickness." First, "morning sickness"...

There are two things that are most important to the LMB family right now... making it through this difficult time in one piece (having learned all the lessons), and giving back to our local and global community. We have supported...

Do you ever wish you could write a letter to your younger self? Twelve years ago, when I was 22 and newly married with no kids, this is what I would say: Dear 12 years younger me, I know it seems...

I couldn’t do it. I physically could not do it. After 29 hours of labor, a rush c-section, and an hour of literally having my insides cut open and then sewn back together, I just couldn’t do it. I laid in...