Kristi Pahr

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

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

Soundgarden was part of something bigger, something that changed everything.

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

I’m lazy as hell, you guys. I know it’s true and I’m not particularly ashamed.

When I got pregnant for the third time, I was determined to have an unmedicated VBAC. I had big plans. This VBAC was going to be my birth experience salvation. It was going to be empowering and amazing and heal all my hangups. I was going to be a mama goddess and everything was going to be perfect. I was wrong.

Things as simple as a missed call from an unknown number or someone knocking on your door put me into straight up fight or flight. I really do hide from people who come to my door. Real talk, I have gotten on my hands and knees below a window so they wouldn’t see me. I’ve even hidden in the closet. I know. Whacko.

I know how it feels to not contribute financially to the household. I know how it feels to be completely dependent on someone else for my financial stability. I know how it feels to know that if something dreadful and unthinkable happened, I’d be completely destitute. And it’s terrifying.

Life looks a lot different at 40 than it did at 25, and I have a whole new list of things to worry about. It's a very long list, and it makes me anxious on the best day, plain terrified on the worst day, and on a run-of-the-mill day, it just keeps reminding me that I'm clueless about what to think and what to do and how to be grown.

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