Kristi Pahr

2016 sucked. If we can’t agree on anything else, I think we can all agree on at least that much.

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.

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

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

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

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

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

I found my first gray hair when I was 12 years old. Twelve. I had gray hair before I had a period.

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

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