All I want is a cinnamon roll but I don’t want to actually have to make them. Pregnancy cravings are extra hard during this whole social distancing thing 😂

For those who wanted a world without vaccines, this is the world without ONE vaccine.

Pregnancy hormones means literally everything makes me cry these days. I’ve burst into tears no less than 5 times today, and it’s reached the point I think I’m starting to scare my toddler.

I legit forgot how exhausting having a newborn can be. Elsie was up every 2 hours to eat and then would only sleep if she was laying on me, which meant I got absolutely no sleep last night 😭

I’ve really been working on asking for help when I need it after having my newest daughter 4 weeks ago and holy moly is it making a big difference with my postpartum mental health!

I do the inverse of that whole cheat meal thing where once a month I'm like "I should have some broccoli."

Almost just stepped on a gecko INSIDE our vrbo in Hawaii, so catch me sitting in the same spot on the couch unmoving for the next 8 days

Some days you just need to bake a bunch of cookies and take them to people. I’m pretty positive making food for people is my love language.

Without fail if my husband is out of town then one of my kids will throw up and lucky for me I’m a pity-puker so then I throw up cleaning up after them 🤦🏽‍♀️

Any time Harper tries something new or attempts to do something hard and she does it well she yells “I’M PERFECT!” and I wish we could all have the confidence of a 4 year old

Went to a friends birthday party tonight and a guy we didn’t know 100% seriously called his wife “sugar tits” as a nickname and I’ve never disliked someone so quickly before.

Nothing makes you feel more like an adult than car shopping. Also it’s still the worst.

A 9 year old girl told me sincerely that she liked my outfit today and I can’t even tell you the joy that one compliment brought me

I severely underestimated how much of parenting involves mental math. At least 3 times a day my 5 year old will yell out “mom what’s 5+6+3+11? (or some other combo of random numbers)” and I have to 1. Follow along closely enough to catch all the numbers and 2. Actually answer

I was feeling really confident in my postpartum body today, until my husband got home from work and asked me if I knew that there was a giant rip on the butt of my jeans. I did not know of said rip, so congrats to all the people who saw my butt today!

As you walk down a trail, use a stick to make first contact with potential webs, unless you prefer using your face. Do what feels right.