Hey mama, Have you ever gotten lost in the vicious game of comparison? Maybe you struggle with chronic mom guilt like I do.
I remember the first time I ever got hair extensions. I was 17 years old and I’d scrimped and saved to get them done at a local salon. It took over 6 hours to get them installed, and when all was said and done, I absolutely hated them.
Happy Memorial Day, friends! As the daughter of immigrants, I feel truly blessed to live in this country and am grateful for those who have served to protect its rights. May we never forget their sacrifice!
First, I want to wish you all a happy post-Easter week! As much as I love holidays, the chaos surrounding all the festivities can be a bit overwhelming, so it’s nice to get back into the groove of things afterwards. I personally spent the day at the Emergency Room (more…