Chattanooga Moms

Before the internet, shelves were lined with cookbooks. Books filled with recipes passed down from generation to generation, cut out from newspapers, magazines, or the church recipe swap. Books that you knew were loved because their pages were filled...

Freezing your child's credit isn't the most exciting or glamorous thing to do but it IS critical. I just finished freezing my kids' credit and honestly I shouldn't have waited this long. My mistakes and the things I learned...

I always wanted four boys. I was the first daughter after four sons and it always looked like my brothers had so much fun together when I was growing up behind them. Being surrounded by six brothers but only...

I've been struggling lately with a parenting conundrum, and by struggling, I mean I've been a stressed-out, half-hysterical mess. What's gotten this momma bear wanting to pull out tufts of hair? In short, school and a daughter who is already...

As a child of the '90s, I’m a HUGE Disney fan. All things Disney…give them to me. I can kill a Disney trivia quiz, name every movie and character, and the ONLY music I play in my 4th grade...

When my first daughter was a baby I read two French books. One was called Bringing Up Bébé that was wildly popular in New Orleans because of its rich French heritage. The other was called French Kids Eat Everything. Already in...

Since I was in tenth grade, I have been on the merry-go-round of health goals and dieting. There weren't many years that I did not spend New Year's Eve thinking, “In six months, I’ll look like…” Atkins, South Beach,...

My children are very close in age. They have played together since my youngest was born. Now, for the first time in three and a half years, they will be separated as my son heads into prek. I wasn't...

I read a spectacular article about surrounding yourself with people who build you up. Friends who love you, pour into you and root for your success. I am thankful that today I have a wonderful tribe of Godly, empowering women who,...

While growing up, I thought I was different. A silent phrase on my shirt that told others a story that I didn't want told; I was abandoned.  I still remember being at camp for the first time with my best...