Carrie Saum

Family is family and long after this president is out of office. Here is how I intend to keep my relationship even though my family loves Trump.

This weekend, I was at a work function where there were thousands of vendors trying to sell their goods.

After combing through mommy groups, I landed on a question that made total sense to my helicopter parenting mom-brain: Does that feel safe in your body?

Apparently, there's a thing happening in Houston this weekend. A sportsball game of some sort and people are super excited about it.

I’ve paired cauliflower with my own vegan Harissa cream concoction for added depth of flavor, and enjoyment. Oh, and a fulfillment of the milky void.

Breakfast is my most favorite meal to eat and least favorite to prepare.

Whoever Waldorf is, I love their style of salads the most. Fruit, celery, creamy goodness. It's hard to go wrong. I mean, you CAN go wrong, but you shouldn't because that would be silly.

I do this thing that I'm really proud of: 

I eat leftovers.

I say this: Stop fat-shaming my toddler son. Fat will not make him fat. Fat does not make him unhealthy.

We have all been there before. The stuck place. Your body feels heavy, your feet glued to the floor. Maybe you have a hard time getting out of bed. Maybe you feel sad about a relationship that is deteriorating or has completely dissolved. Maybe you just feel completely spent and worn out, and lack the energy to move at all. Or maybe you have this great big beautiful life you're afraid to step into and the fear has you paralyzed.