Sometimes, Everything Goes Just Fine
The articles blur together as I scroll through social media. (Reminder to self: just stop it already.) You know the ones I’m talking about: “Preschool Changed My Kid…For the Worse”...
Shannon Williams
Ordinary Hard
I pulled my phone out of the pocket of my leggings to check the time during open gym last Friday. 10:45. How could we possibly still have thirty minutes left...
The Worst March Mom
I’m convinced March and August are the absolute worst months out of the year. The first is a month that sounds like it’s supposed to be spring. Can we all...
Forget Later
We’ve all heard it. Too many times, probably. Maybe as soon as we pushed those babies out of our bodies or welcomed them into our homes. They’re only little once....
Three Kids in Three Days: Close Birthdays
With our 7th birthday here at Twin Cities Mom Collective on the horizon, we decided to take a moment this week to turn our hearts and minds towards all things...
Morning, Again
It’s morning. Again. I’m thirty-one years old and it really shouldn’t surprise me that it comes every day but here we are. Dark bedroom. Warm bed. Children who serve as...
My Motherhood Journey Through Food
First pregnancy (twins!), first trimester. I want no food. Nothing. Absolutely no food. Wait, I want ice cream. Yes, ice cream sounds good. Nevermind. We don’t have any ice cream...
Intentions
September is Self-Care Awareness Month and we have a special line up for you! Each Monday, our writers will share what self-care looks like for them. We hope to inspire...
Counting Motherhood
I keep a lot of numbers in my head. One is the number of pink lines I was expecting. I was ready for that disappointment. But first one and then...
The No Thank You Bite
Our twins had just turned four when it began. I set their green and pink plastic plates in front of them and that was their cue: “I don’t like this.”...
Days of the Angry Red Chest Bump
It was a day. Nothing special, nothing overly traumatic. Just another day in a long series of similar days, the mundaneness in and of itself more notable than anything. An...
Staying Home is Boring
Nothing puts me on the defensive faster than being asked, “Don’t you get bored?” My mind starts to race as I think: Bored?!? Are you out of your mind, of...
