self-care


Running As Self-Care

Any scroll through your Facebook newsfeed can show you inspiring and transformative journeys people have experienced through running. Most recently circulating the interwebs has been the story of two women who went from strangers to friends as they finished the Pittsburgh Marathon together, hand in hand. I own a running […]


Stepmom in Thought

Visualize Your Future Self

As stepmoms, it can be easy for us to get embroiled in what is currently happening in our stepfamily, whether it is a custody battle or disciplinary issues with our stepchildren. We forget to think about what we want for the future. The custody battle will end, and your stepchildren will […]


Gardening My Way to Self-Care

I aim to give myself a little self-care time each day, I do this by choosing to garden, every day. Gardening doesn’t require a huge amount of space. A small garden, or patio garden still needs care to thrive.. Stepping outside at least once a day to tend to and […]


Woman Relaxing Reading a Book

But First…Me: The Importance of Self-Care

Moms wear many hats. It doesn’t matter if you’re a mom, stepmom, single mom, adoptive mom, foster mom; maybe you’ve found yourself joined together in matrimony to a rather large man-child also referred to as a husband, (love you dear) or all of the above. If you’re a mom in […]


Being an Empath in a Blended Family

Do you often find yourself retreating to your room to replenish your energy? Do you easily pick up on others energy? Do you feel exhausted after being in the presence of a particular person? These are all indications that you are an empath and sensitive to energy. This means that […]

Woman hands together symbolizing prayer and gratitude

Stepmom Relaxing

The Restorative Power of “Me Time”

This past Sunday afternoon, we hosted a little gathering of friends and their kids to celebrate my daughter’s second birthday. That morning, the five of us were in the house (me, hubs, our little one, and my stepkids) and everyone was under my feet. Well, that’s what it felt like. […]


The Stepdad, Pillows And Fish Tacos

I was a 14-year old 8th grader. I put my finger in my stepdad’s face. He was twice my size. We were in our new, San Diego living room…his living room. And with everything I had, I spouted,   “FUCK YOU!”  I was ready to punch him. I wanted to fight […]

Smiling Stepdad and Teen Son