4 New Year’s Resolutions to Make in the Name of Love

By Isabel F. William

I may be a little chubby on the hips and I may have made one too many promises to myself, like the one where I’m giving up chocolate and carbs altogether along with dropping the Netflix binge-watching. I may also have mentally committed to working out regularly, five times a week. Maybe I’ve even gone to the point of promising myself to keep the family gatherings (hint: mother-in-law visits) civil. And maybe, but just maybe – I’ve failed to do all of these altogether. Continue reading

10 Cocktails To Spice Up Your Thanksgiving Dinner

By Catherine Miele

Thanksgiving is one of my favorite times of the year because of family time but also because of the food. Glorious, decadent, seasonal food and absolutely no judgment from dinner guests for partaking in seconds or even thirds.

Despite my love for the main event, Turkey Day is not really about the turkey for me—it’s about the sides. And the drinks!

These 10 seasonal cocktails evoke all things festive and autumnal and must be a part of your Thanksgiving feast.  Whether you’re pumpkin-obsessed, beholden to bourbon, or deeply affectionate toward apples, there is something boozy and delicious for all of you. Continue reading

7 Recipes For A Vegan Holiday Feast

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By Katie Lemons

Being a vegan can be hard, especially when living in a small town in the South. Lack of convenience is one of the biggest drawbacks. I can’t just go to a drive-thru and grab a vegan-friendly (albeit unhealthy) lunch and the selection of vegan/vegetarian foods at our local grocery stores is downright laughable.

The holidays are another time when being a vegan is challenging. Family members are confused about why you won’t eat these delicious mashed potatoes they spent so long making, drowning in butter and cheese. “You can eat this. It doesn’t have any meat.” Continue reading

One Year In Trump’s America: Why I’m Raising My Son To Be A Feminist

By Catherine Miele

My beautiful son, my first and only (so far) child, is three.

He is too young to understand the current political climate or the fact that one year ago our country elected a man who wore his sexist comments, allegations of groping women, and desire to divide like badges of honor.

Too young to know the meaning of words and phrases like “misogyny,” “reproductive rights,” “hypocrisy,” and “consent.” Continue reading

Real Talk: How Becoming A Mom Is The Ultimate Life Changing Experience

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By Chelsea O’Neal

Life changes. Life changes are those that come swooping in, turning your life upside down, right side up, and every which way.  They change your routines causing you to create almost a new way of living or being. Sure, situations like moving, starting a new job or even going through a divorce are all life changing events but let’s face it. Is there anything more life changing than having a baby? Think about it.

First, you start off with pregnancy. You try and try and finally get a positive result and jump around for joy, crying your eyes out with happiness. Then you go through the phase of actually being pregnant. Not only are you pregnant for what seems like an eternity, you get to deal with all its glory. (And we all know it’s not a glamorous thing to go through). Welcome to the days of an aching back, sore boobs, constant exhaustion, pregnancy brain (yes it’s real), and the question of if you’ll ever be able to function again without peeing on yourself a little when you cough or sneeze. Continue reading

Choosing Presence Instead Of Comparison

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By Becky Houdesheldt

This morning, as my son was entertaining himself in the living room while I made a quick cup of coffee, I thought to myself, maybe he’s behind. Maybe he’s not being challenged enough at home. My friends who have babies around the same age are crawling, or sitting without any assistance at all, or making clearly articulated sounds. Maybe I’m doing something wrong.

How often I have felt this way the past 19 months. I say this because my whole pregnancy I doubted myself, the actions I took, the way I handled everything. I gained too much weight. I didn’t read enough. I didn’t go to enough classes. And now that Carson is here, my doubts have shifted. I still worry about myself, I haven’t lost any weight post pregnancy, I don’t feel like I look or behave like other moms. Continue reading

Something’s Got to Go — And It’s The House

By Kristin christopoulos

Since becoming a mom 7 months ago, each day has felt like a marathon.  I start out hopeful and optimistic that I can get everything done that I need to.  I go through bouts of exhaustion and despair, thinking to myself, “when will this day END already?!”  And as the day draws to a close, I nearly cry as I collapse onto my couch, finally having scraped by for another day. Continue reading

4 Things I Wish I’d Been Told Before My Wedding Day

4 Things I Wish I_d Been Told Before My Wedding Day

By Becky Houdesheldt

Here I am, one week after our wedding. Our ceremony and reception were beautiful. They were everything I wanted them to be. Slightly nerdy, incredibly elegant, classy and whimsical. The weather was absolutely perfect. I truly could not have asked for a better turnout – the friends and family who came to support us were incredible. My parents and Andrew’s parents put in so much work to make the day special. So many people put in so much time and effort for us, that I’m simply overwhelmed. It was the public declaration of our marriage on our one-year anniversary, as we’d had a simple quiet courthouse wedding the year before to make it official before the birth of our son.

I can tell you there are some things I was unprepared for with this whole wedding deal, and I’m going to share a few with you. I wish someone had prepared me adequately so that I wasn’t blindsided. Continue reading

How Do We Raise Children In a World Where Mass Shootings Are the Norm?

By Catherine Miele

It’s Wednesday, and we’re still reeling from the news of the horrific mass shooting tragedy in Las Vegas. As desperately as I try, I cannot wrap my mind around the sheer terror and sorrow the survivors and victims’ families undoubtedly feel.

I don’t want to wrap my mind around it, truthfully, because humans shouldn’t be able to conjure such hurt and hatred. We do it here in America—more frequently than other developed nations, might I add—but we shouldn’t have to wake up to this and make sense of something utterly senseless. Continue reading