Enlightened Ice Cream Review

Let's be real--if you dip into a pint of ice cream after a long, stressful want to eat the whole thing, right? It's tough to stop, especially if you are like me, and you like to dig around and find the "chunks" of good stuff sprinkled throughout your flavor of choice (my husband says that, had I been allowed to eat junk food cereals as a kid, I would have been that one who dug around the box of Lucky Charms and ate all the marshmallows. He's not wrong...). 
Did you know that 1 serving of ice cream is only about 1/4 of that pint? So sad, right? In addition to this, did you know that many premium flavors, such as Haagen Dazs and Ben & Jerry's,  contain almost 300 calories for a measly 1/2 cup serving of ice cream...and don't even get me started on the amount of sugar/fat that serving contains! Scary, huh?
Enter the new generation of low-fat, low-sugar, high-protein ice creams. 
I feel very blessed to live in a day in age where companies…

Of Lattes and Late Nights: Examining "Mom Guilt"

Of all of the things that I was expecting as a new mom, the irrepressible feeling of guilt that assuaged me the first time I set foot out the door without my daughter was something I was completely unprepared for. 
When Brielle was a few days shy of two weeks, smack-dab in the middle of my recovery from my C-section and resulting birth trauma, my dear friend Elisa came to spend the night and help me out with baby. One of the highlights of her stay was a girl's trip a few minutes away to a local Starbucks, and I could hardly contain my excitement: I'd be getting out of the house for the first time since my hospital stay! I'd be wearing REAL clothes--not pajamas--and MAKEUP! And JEWELRY! I got all ready to go, kissed Dillon goodbye...and that's when it hit me like a punch to the gut. 
The mom guilt. 
How dare I take the time to get prettied up? I could be nursing. How dare I leave without my daughter? She might need something. How dare I take some time just for me? What…

To and For the Grieving at Christmas

Most of you are familiar with this story, but it bears repeating for the purpose of this post. Seven years ago, I got engaged on December 23, 2011. It was the perfect proposal like something out of a romance movie; a proposal so elaborate and beautiful that it's very description landed me on the radio describing it to the hosts. We set a wedding date of August 10, 2012. I felt like the happiest girl in the world--finally, the search was over. I had found The One. I would be happily married for the rest of my life. 

On May 16, 2012 my world crashed down around me. A few short weeks later, my engagement ended, and my wedding was officially called off mere weeks before I was supposed to be a bride. I will never forget standing in line at Bed, Bath, and Beyond alone, sobbing hysterically, as I returned the bridal shower gifts that had already started to trickle in. 

When Christmas 2012 came around, I was miserable. The beautiful lights, beautiful music, and happy people in love all arou…

Easy, Yummy, PB Chocolate Lactation Bites

Quick post today, Guys, as I haven't had the chance to update in awhile! A huge thanks to my readers for the tremendous response to my last post--this mom thing is not easy and there is so much strength in numbers.

As to why I have not posted in awhile, I started teaching one day/week in addition to my work for TCC, so my posts have become more and more sporadic. I'm eager to finally publish a piece on our new fall fashion line--it's legit. I am also planning on posting a series of deeply personal essays, reflecting on my response to the craziness of the world around us today. I know that my beliefs will not be popular to many, and while I'm sorry if that is the case, "as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord (Joshua 24:15)." While I love those whose beliefs and opinions differ from mine, I can not compromise my Christian values just to be popular or well-liked.

My recipe today unfortunately doesn't have pictures--the recipe was so yummy, I'…

An Open Letter: To All the Moms I Judged Before

Dear Moms Everywhere, Before I joined your ranks, I spent years thinking I knew better than you did. As a self-righteous teenager, I watched your strictness with your children--my peers--and told myself that when I became a mother, I’d be fun and relaxed...the quintessential “cool” mom. My house would the place where my children’s friends would want to hang out. I’d make the best snacks (from scratch of course), host giant parties, never enforce curfews, welcome boyfriends or girlfriends with open arms, and take my kids on constant shopping trips to ensure that they were always “cool”. To top it off, I’d look like I was the older sister of my own kids. Of course. Ha. As an educator, my young twenty-something mind was filled with textbook knowledge--not practical knowledge, and I thought I knew best how to teach your children because I had a degree. Ha, Ha. As a childless mid-twenty-something, I thought that I would never allow my child screen time or sugar. I would make all of my own b…