Earlier this year, I was teaching my 5-year-old son about the food groups for school. The assignment was to identify different types of healthy and unhealthy foods. As my son sorted the food items, he called a picture of candy … Continue reading
118. That was the number on the scale just before I realized I needed help. 118 pounds. It’s really not that small of a number, especially when you stand at only five foot four. In fact, 118 pounds put me … Continue reading
My relationship with food and exercise has been complicated, to put it mildly. They have both been so many things to me- a crutch, a punishment, a coping mechanism, a desperate attempt at control, a comfort, an obsession. In recent … Continue reading
Love in the Little Things 