Ah, summertime. When the sun shines, the temperature rises, and we spend most of the day outside. However, summer isn’t…
I’m a typical mom, which means that I generally look like I’ve been run over by a semi when I…
No filters, no excuses, no judgement.
My flaws are prettier than something designed to hide them.
No, I don't have a bun in the oven. I have a well-deserved mom belly.
And yes, I say this even with bright blue varicose veins and dimples on my legs.
My struggle with anorexia was long and draining and not something I ever want my 9-year-old daughter to endure.
When my son asked me why my belly was "dripping over my underpants when I bent over," I was too…
My highest weight was 139 pounds -- when I was 9-months-pregnant. I still see myself as fat.
I alone have kept the shapewear manufacturers in business, but not anymore.