“You know everyone thinks you’re a terrible mother, right?” When someone uttered these words to me this week, I laughed. I laughed. And that, my friends, is progress. Do you know how many tears I’ve cried? How much sleep I’ve lost? How much therapy I’ve invested in? How much inner work I’ve done to laugh […]
It’s me, Tashia. Well, let’s be real. It’s me in front of a professional photographer with studio lighting after a make-up artist had her way with me.
On a regular day of juggling two wild boys, a fuzzy black dog, a couple jobs, an outdoorsy husband, one messy house, and a mile-high to-do list, you couldn’t pick me out in a line-up (but, hey, it’s better that way!).