There’s something about finding your people that is incredible. I spent a lot of years in this online space believing that my words held value even when my book proposal was turned down by agent after agent after agent. They all offered similar feedback: your social media following is just too small. Read: my words ..read more

Last year circa Homecoming 2023 my #1 asked me to help him tie his black suit tie around his bright red shirt collar. Never have I ever tied a tie but since we bought him a real tie over a clip-on I did what any modern-day mom would do and YouTubed it. He crouched at ..read more

I like walking at my kids soccer practices but yesterday I didn’t have time to go home and change into walking clothes and since I didn’t look how I was supposed to I almost didn’t do one of the few things that makes me feel better. But I caved and decided to walk in my ..read more

I hid her for a long time. But time and healing have brought new perspective. She’s chubby, flabby, saggy, stretchy, and strong and I love her. I am forever filled with gratitude for all she has given to me and experienced with me and survived for me. I have been thinking how we may sometimes get the message that our bodies are less than desirable and that they are responsible for the trauma they’ve endured. They should be small enough to fit in but take up just enough space to stand out. But not too much space because no one likes a big and loud and larger than life woman and we must remembe ..read more

Listen, I know that extraordinary people with extraordinary stories are- well- extraordinary. Rags to riches. Rising from the ashes. Beating the odds. Wow, that’s really something. In fact, it’s extraordinary. And I love reading those stories. On one hand, they are a reminder that if a human can survive and thrive in spite of those unbelievable odds then surely I can do so with whatever odds I’m facing. You, know the ordinary ones. But if we’re being honest, there’s an “on the other hand” to glorifying extraordinary. And in that hand extraordinary stories have the potential to make us think ..read more

: Sweet As Hunny Photography When I was a teen I spent hours connecting to dial up internet on our single family computer and scouring whatever search engine came with circa 1998 for inspirational quotes. I then printed out those quotes and pasted them in a spiral notebook that I would thumb through on the regular. Like a caveman. But, it kept me going. One of my all time favorite quotes that I found on – probably Ask Jeeves- was this: “we are so powerful that we can make ourselves believe we are not, and then make it come true.” I have no clue who to give the credit to for that full-of-double ..read more

Guys. My book has been delivered to the publisher’s inbox and the next phase of this nearly decade long journey begins. That being said, I want to tell you a secret. Last November I met with Starfish Stories Publishing. They were the first publishing company to express any interest in my book and I went into the meeting assuming that they were going tell me they decided to pass because I’m confident like that. Anyway. These incredible women asked me what I was looking for in a publisher and I said, “I’m looking for a publisher that knows that this book won’t be a best seller but knows th ..read more

You know, I’ve been thinking about something and it’s probably gonna cause a ruckus but if we’ve learned anything in this life it’s that not talking about things doesn’t make them go away. In fact, it breeds ‘em bigger. So, here’s what I have been thinking: what if it is not enough? Motherhood that is. What if it is everything but not the only thing? What if it takes more from us than it gives us? What if it drains us more than it fills us? Am I saying that it’s not worth it? No. Because- somehow-beneath the exhausted, ragged, run down spirit is a heart so full it threatens to burst from the ..read more

Once upon a time I deactivated my social media accounts and in doing so, Facebook deleted my Rebel Housewife page and that means it also deleted all the micros that I had written which is all well and good but also it was definitely an unexpected consequence of my social media sabbatical. In order to avert such tragedy from ever occurring again, I am going to share my social media micros over here on the blog too; just so they don’t go anywhere when I inevitably deactivate all social media again and again because my struggle with social media remains real. A few months back, I was driving dow ..read more

Alright y’all. This is another one that makes me question my life choices and eternal commitment to shattering the stigma that surrounds mental illness. I think I would rather shy away and pretend like this isn’t real. That I don’t have this. That I do not experience this. That it is all in my head and that if I just try harder, then it won’t happen. Spoiler alert: that is all bullshit. Shame thrives in the darkness and that darkness can be debilitating. So all I can say to that is byyyyyyyyyyye Felicia. We share our shame here and in the process, we fucking crush it. I had a moment this morn ..read more