Kristi Pahr

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

I’m not a TV person. I used to be, but not so much anymore.

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.

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 to go shopping tomorrow and I’m dreading it.

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

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

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