Chattanooga Moms

We have all experienced targeted Facebook and Instagram ads; they are unavoidable. While most consumers probably just scroll past them or resist temptation and don’t give in, I do not. I wholeheartedly admit that I semi-easily get sucked into...

Y’all, life is hard. Parenting is hard. Momming is hard. Adulting is hard. Everyone handles the everyday difficulties of life differently. Some people throw themselves into various exercise routines to combat stress. Some people carve out alone time every...

About four months ago, at the invitation of my neighbor, my now eight-year-old took his first class at Lionhearts Fitness. I didn’t really understand what it was all about, but my neighbor had been inviting us for so long...

Mommas, I do not know about you, but oh my gosh, the idea of cooking every...single...day...I am exhausted just thinking about it! Honestly, it is probably good that I was not born back in the day, as I would...

My hands had just started to feel empty.  Four children who could feed themselves, wash their own hands, put on shoes and walk across a parking lot with minimal assistance. People still made the comment about my full hands, but...

One of my favorite bookish podcasts had a recent episode entitled GoodReads, You're Fired. The main gist of their argument was how bad the GoodReads Best of the Year awards winner lists always are. And I agree. I've always...

I’ve come to accept that I am the friend who will talk about uncomfortable things. Alcoholism, mental health issues, having the sex talk with your kids, and even being the one who brings up that uncomfortable conversation about gift-giving...

I cannot count the number of times I’ve heard “New Year, New You” in the past month. It's marketing gold for sure, and I can see why. We’ve spent the better part of two months in the holiday mode,...

Parenting three kids is holding one crying kid because they miss their friend, while the other kid just slammed a door when you had to say “No” to an imaginary promise you may have made two weeks ago, all...

It's picturesque in my head. The kids are napping and my husband and I steal away to the bedroom for some alone time. I lock the door just in case. Anticipation fills my heart and my head. It's a...