Life with Dudes Never Looked So Pretty
Happiness is one of those things you have to work at. When I started Happy Mamas a couple of years ago, I hoped that it would remind me to do that. And, when I think about it, it really has. I make choosing joy, looking on the bright side, appreciating the tiny moments that are often overlooked, a mission. It’s something I focus on in
School starts here in less than three weeks. I am not happy. I mean, sure, there are some pros: I can work more efficiently, The Dudes can stop trying to claw each other’s faces off, and we can all get back on a schedule and into a routine we crave. But every summer, as it draws to a close, I start getting these crazy feelings,
Today I’m adding a new monthly feature to DudeMom! I’ve been wanting to share some of the inspiring women who embody joy and choose happiness with all of you. Women who are doing wonderful things, joyful things, powerful, meaningful, and inspiring things. Like teaching the children of the digital world how to be beautiful people. Meet Galit Breen (the one on the left, sans cool
Last month, in honor of the launch of Happy Mamas 2015, I spent 30 days inspiring happiness on the Happy Mama Movement Facebook page. Well, I tried. I mean that was my initial goal: thirty days, thirty joy tips. In reality I updated the page about 22 times, got about 17 likes total, and maybe made a mom or two in Malaysia smile (not sure
A migraine free day. Healthy kids. Zumba and Bang. Movie date nights with DudeDad. Pancakes. No syrup. Teaching The Dudes new things. Dog cuddles. Beating a challenge. Standing up for something I believe in. Laying down with someone I love. A basket full of mysteriously folded laundry. A full day in footie jammies at my mama’s house. Dude smiles. Bad jokes. Goofy faces. Newborn babies.
There are so many unjoyful things happening in our nation right now. Things that make looking at my boys and wishing for a safe future, free of judgment, free of hate, free of fear for just being who they are, hard. But, for me, as their mother, the joyful moments of us together are what keeps me focused on positivity. Seeing them grow into men,
If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a thousand times: back to school season is not joyful for me. I miss The Dudes. I miss our slow mornings and our lazy evenings. I miss our day trips and our adventures. I miss sitting by the pool and wading in the lake and hanging out with friends and flip flops. I MISS ICE CREAM FOR
It’s funny how things that aren’t usually considered happy can sort of turn out that way in the end. Dude 2 got his tonsils out this month. Not a lot happy about that. It hurt. A lot. He cried. Plenty. The pain medication wreaked havoc on his insides. And here he is, 13 days post op, still not entirely healed (you have to wait for
If there is one surefire way to ensure our friendship dies a fiery death it’s showing up at my house unexpected. Instant unfriend. And, I’m not talking about on Facebook. I’m talking about in real life. Only, like it’s more of a conscious decoupling that only I know about. Because I hate confrontation. And I would never unfriend someone to their face for being inconsiderate
