I love celebrating Martin Luther King Day with my kids because it offers so much inspiration for good conversation. Who was Dr. King? What are civil rights? Do you understand what a sit-in means? Did you know that African Americans couldn't vote in the United States until 1965? We've taken our children to the Martin Luther King, Jr. Memorial in Washington, D.C., have stood on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial where Dr. King delivered his I Have a Dream speech, and are waiting anxiously for a . . .
Last weekend, I cashed in our Sky Miles and made my way down to Bluffton, SC, to visit my sister-in-law who happens to be a new resident of the Palmetto State. (I wrote this New Year's post with her in mind). During my time in this iconic little town set on the May River, we lunched and munched our way around, took long morning walks with her pup, and perused local thrift stores, but we didn't forget this was a work weekend. I had come to help make Allie's house a home and we only had 48 hours . . .
Ladies, we are more aware than ever of our busyness. The need to fill the space around us is insatiable. And yet more than any other generation, ours also recognizes the benefits of mindfulness: stilling our brains from the world swirling around us and remaining present in the moment. Hard to achieve when the deadline is looming, your kids are whining, and you're late for an appointment, right?! I'm so glad Lorae introduced me to the Calm app on the Company Memo this week. Graham and I played . . .
It often takes a good friend to show us what we can't see for ourselves. Last month, I told a group of gals about this annoying thing that was happening to me every night. Right after dinner, in the middle of cleaning up the kitchen, putting Winnie to bed, and transitioning to evening routines with our kids, a switch would flip. My mind would get foggy, my body would be achy, and I would feel completely exhausted. Just like that. Boom. I began begging off family movie nights because I knew . . .
A few weeks ago, I played with the Bedtime function on my iPhone and began waking to the most gentle morning alarm. The sound beats the alarm function on my phone which is a bit harsh, and is infinitely better than the old school clocks we used to keep by our beds (BEEP!, BEEP!, BEEP!). Still no alarm can be more jarring that the sound of a baby up before me, amiright mamas? Knowing I have been beaten to the punch by a toddler who is not going back to sleep anytime soon can throw off my whole . . .