I have two big announcements to share with you! I’m terrible at big reveals, so here it is… drumroll… We’re moving to Texas and I’m pregnant!
Two pretty huge changes coming up for me personally and for Harken Press. Obviously both of these have been in the works for several months now, but we just recently finalized everything so I can officially share the news.
The first thing people ask when I tell them we’re moving is “Why?” Why would you leave beautiful San Diego?! Honestly, the reasons why we’re relocating to the South aren't glamorous. It’s a combination of several reasons, all could be categorized as old fashioned adulting. Let me break it down… Read More
What I’ve learned about postpartum depression, baby blues, Pitocin, and other new Mom issues.
The other day I was scrolling through Facebook and an article headline caught my eye. Childbirth Drug Linked With Postpartum Depression. They didn’t even have to say the name of the drug, I knew what it was. Pitocin. Goddamn Pitocin. I knew what the medical study was going to say. I had been living it.
16 months after the birth of my daughter, I could see it clearly. It was only now, that I could see I obviously had been dealing with postpartum depression. With no previous experience with depression, I didn’t know what it looked like or felt like. I was afraid to look for answers. Afraid of finding out I was a monster.
I had asked my other mom friends how they were doing, how they were adjusting. They would agree, the newborn phase is hard. But deep down I think I knew my baby blues was a shade deeper than everyone else around me. Read More
Animal Pun Valentines to Print at Home for Your Children's Classroom Party
On Friday, I picked up my daughter from daycare and there was a cute little note in her bag. It was announcing their class Valentine's Day party. Toddlers handing out Valentines?! Come on, how adorable! Each child bringing Valentines to hand out to the class was recommended. Of course, I'm all in.
Time for some last minute homemade Valentines!
I'm a new Mom and daughter hasn't been in daycare very long, so the thought of a Valentine's Day party with her class hadn't even crossed my mind. I make greeting cards for a living and I hadn't even considered cards for children so small! I was excited, but unprepared and low on time. Read More
It landed with a splat.
I whipped around frantically, scanning the floors to assess the damage, and there it is. A single piece of poop on the kitchen floor. Shit had happened.
My husband was teaching that night, so I was doing our evening routine solo. Our 13 month old was running through the kitchen naked and screaming with our two dogs close behind. She was not interested in a bath, but does enjoy streeking in the evenings.
At first I couldn’t determine who produced the poop – was it human or feline. When I heard the splat, I said “Freeze!” in my best concerned Mom voice. It worked like a charm, because all three of them stopped and looked at me, waiting for my reaction. When I got closer it was obvious that all signs pointed to the toddler. The evidence was a few inches from her feet and there was an “ugh oh” look on her face. Read More