These days shopping for jeans as a mom in her late 30s is almost as torturous as bikini shopping as an insecure 18 year old. I used to own tonnes of jeans, I loved jeans. I wore denim as much as possible. As a 29 year old I owned exactly two pairs of stretchy pants…
Parenthood
Travel, Motherhood and A Mad Maids Giveaway
When I used to travel a LOT for work and play, I had a simple rule of thumb: thy shalt not leave a messy house to returnth home to. My house used to be sort of spotless before I trudged away to Fort St. John for work or cavorted away to Mexico City for culture…