Kristi Pahr

I’m frazzled, y’all; I’m a mess. I’m a basketcase of anxiety and stress and I need to chill.

My version of self-care is a little less “best life” and a little more “no life”, but it works for me.

I think we can all agree that there is some messed up stuff happening right now.

My parenting mantra is: "Do your best and hope he doesn't turn into a sociopath." And I guess that's really all we can do, because if we're honest with ourselves, I think none of us really know what we're doing.

When my oldest son was a baby, my husband and I used to talk about what sports he would play.

I’ve been pregnant three times, and I have two beautiful, amazing, awe-inspiri

Don’t be an asshole is my barometer. It’s my go-to for figuring out how to respond to any given situation, big or small, personal, local, or global.

I have a confession to make. Target, meh. I’m just not that into it.

Essential oils have become incredibly popular and can be found everywhere from your local farmer’s market and community festival to social media.

It is understood that to effectively and officially attachment parent your child, you need to hit all the markers, check all the boxes, and do it without dissolving into a crying mess on the floor when your baby won’t stop crying and you only slept for two hours and you have to go to the supermarket because you’re out of coffee, but you shouldn’t even be DRINKING coffee and you’re the worst mother in the world.