From the start, I need to be clear. I’ve got Zero problems with bikinis. I own them. You and your daughters and your sisters likely do,...

It was Valentine’s Day, and after the chocolates and the love notes, we gave our boys one more gift. They rushed over, tissue paper...

I have a bunch of professional Mom friends – moms who doctor, teach, style, run companies, serve on mission. And I’m amazed at their...

So, the last several weeks have been a little like repeating one long (hard) day, and I’ll say more on that later, but I’m forcing myself...

Chances are you’ve seen that hashtag, maybe even posted it yourself. It’s usually slipped in under that photo of all the happy girls...

My Mother-In-Law is gifted at giving gifts. Each candy-coated holiday, birthday, Christmas celebration is packed with presents and...

Give me Jesus. My oldest is counting down until Christmas. It seems like every hour of every day. “How much longer??” he begs to know,...

The morning was overcast and dark, yet I couldn’t find my sunglasses fast enough. I had my left hand on the steering wheel, digging...

I had trouble sleeping last night, and 3am on found me wide awake. My mind was running too fast to slow down, and I picked up my phone...

“It’s about to get real.” Have you ever caught yourself repeating those words? Maybe as the contractions quickened in the hospital or...

“I’m proud of you,” I whisper into his three-year old ears as he falls asleep. So very proud. After the June sun set late tonight, sweaty...

Being a mom is hard, man. Like really hard. Hard like hearing your boy snap back that he’s so mad at you. Hard like figuring out Algebra...

You can’t look away. In six years of civil war, Syria has lost 1% of its population — that’s an estimated 250,000. People. And that’s not...

I’m tired of it. I’m tired of all the fussing and all the sweeping and all the folding and refolding and folding some more. I’m tired of...

The day started like others before. Potty time. Breakfast time. Sweeping up Cheerios. Lots and lots of Cheerios. TV watching, while...

You watch me scroll. You watch me smile or frown or yell for your Daddy to “Listen to this.“ I’ve hurt my neck looking down at it; I’ve...

Hi, my name is Jaclyn. And it’s time to fess up. So here goes– the Twitter version: I DO WHAT I TELL MY KIDS NOT TO DO. ALL THE TIME....

It’s 2pm, and I’m standing here alone in the kitchen, swallowing down the last crumbs of dry cereal from a plastic cup. It is not quiet...

As I start this post, I can still feel the “sticky” of the Polynesian sauce I didn’t fully get scrubbed off the kitchen table. That...

Today, I rewarded myself with FOUR Double-Stuffed Oreos, and I was “this close” to making it to five. Of no surprise, this treat took...