Carrie Saum

Once upon a time, I went to Greece. Then I went to a tiny island and didn’t tell anyone. And then I ate a lot of amazing Greek food, hung out with the Australian water polo team who had just competed in the Olympics, and drank Heineken all day from a can.

Last month, I heard my kid say "I'm sorry" to a complete stranger at Target for no reason.

Okay, so the world feels like it’s ending. I know it does because I have facebook and I read the news and I’m on this planet.

I made you these cookies. They are special cookies that are made from pulverized cookies that became butter that then became cookies again.

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?

This is by no means a comprehensive list of internalized toxic beliefs, but it’s a start. Keep fighting the good fight, friends.

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

I have a quote on the home screen of my phone that I put up a year ago.

The result was a gorgeous, decadent, crispy-edged-and-soft-in-the-middle caramelized cookie skillet straight from heaven. It filled our entire building with sweet almond and fig baked goodness.

Here’s a crash course on self-talk. Self-talk is the voice in your head, the invisible responder, the captain of your brain ship.