Disclaimer: I am going to use the world bullshit approximately 72 times in this blog post.
I regret to report that it has taken me about three decades to really see the connection between how much bullshit I consume about body image and how much I pinch my own love handles. I am slow. No doubt you, dear …Continue Reading
I’ve been absent for a while. And not just in my writing endeavors, but in a lot of other ways. I haven’t been a great friend—in fact I’ve been kind of the anti-friend. I haven’t been putting my best and brightest towards my job, letting small setbacks define the experience of productivity and success. And …Continue Reading
Today we head off to wheelchair tennis camp in Portland. Finley played for the first time at this camp last year and it was one of those breath-of-fresh-air moments for me as his mama. I met other …Continue Reading
Who doesn’t love spaghetti? Spaghetti Squash is one of my favorite things to work with when it comes to eating sans grains. It emulates spaghetti in such a simple, fabulous way. It also lends a hint of sweetness to spaghetti and when you’re cooking all healthy-like, your sauce is not all that sweet. This combo …Continue Reading
Weekends can be rough when it comes to screen time. Especially when it’s not sunny outside, or when you have a kid with severe summer allergies or one with a physical disability. I don’t personally have the luxury of sending my youngest outside to just “be a kid” and build forts or run around on …Continue Reading
Friday May 6 is “Wishbone Day”—an international celebration and awareness day for Osteogenesis Imperfecta, the disease my son Finley experiences. We ask our friends and family to wear yellow on that day and if they can, …Continue Reading
Every few months my brain gets tired of the way I do meal planning and I need to change it up. I’m a chronic desk re-organizer, so this is pretty standard Shannon-brain stuff. I find that the newness of it sort of inspires me to get excited all over again.
My firstborn was due on Valentine’s Day of 2007. I was 23 years old and scared to death. She made my life what it is today. And not in simply the “kids change your life” kind of way. More along the lines of, “oh shit. I’m pregnant” kind of way. I went into false labor …Continue Reading