I, along with many other women I (I assume), often feel pulled in so many directions on a daily basis that something needs to give. I work a full time stressful job, have four kids, am pushing 23 week pregnant with baby #5, own my own business, and still have to keep the house in… Continue reading The Importance of Self-Care
It’s mid-November, which means “the Holidays” are in full swing, people are either delighted or pissed off that Christmas music is on the radio, men are hairier than usual, and it’s a good time to think about all the things you are thankful for. In my crazy and imperfect life, I have a lot of… Continue reading The Top 5 Things I Am Thankful For This Year
When I found out I was expecting each of my children, moments of pure happiness starting flooding all of my thoughts. I imagined going to the park with them, dressing them up for Halloween, their faces on Christmas morning…I thought about kissing them goodnight and snuggling in with them on Saturday mornings while I drink… Continue reading The Truth About Motherhood
The last week and a half of August symbolizes many things to many people. It symbolizes the end of care free summers, the start of school, and if you live in Minnesota and the surrounding areas, it means cheese curds, deep fried snickers bars, turkey legs, and anything you can think of eaten off a… Continue reading The Great Minnesota Get Together…and Puke
After all of the waiting, stress, and failed attempts at trying to induce myself, our baby boy is finally here! His birth story is a good one, and will probably make every other woman who has had a baby hate me.
When I went to my 39 week appointment and was told I could not be induced, I began to panic even more than I already had been. I was banking on the fact that I would be induced at 39 weeks and have a week to recover before we had to leave on our 11… Continue reading 39 Weeks 3 Days and My Doctors Hate Me
If you’ve been following along over the past few weeks, you may recall that we’ve been having some trouble sleeping in the Cowen Household. Our three year old has been trying every trick in the book to not go to bed, and she’s been coming in to our room pretty much every night. Well, last… Continue reading The Night I Became a Mean Mom