Carrie Saum

I didn't have even an ounce of energy to spare to process my own feelings. Everything I had went to my son.

Apparently, there's a thing happening in Houston this weekend. A sportsball game of some sort and people are super excited about it.

The shame was overwhelming. Why was my body broken? What had I done to my baby? I began to spiral into self-loathing. Gestational diabetes felt like a failure.

Spring is fully coming to life this month.

We all have that One Friend. They found a product that they love and just can’t get enough of it. Whatever your problem is, their MLM has a fix for it.

I didn’t realize I was a polarizing person until my late 20s. I was raised in a tradition where being liked was extremely important — pivotal, even.

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The amount of mental/emotional/invisible labor that we carry out every day, in addition to kids and regular work, takes a toll. It's okay to be exhausted.

You don’t have to do it all in order to have a fun or memorable holiday season. Just do the things that bring you life and make your soul sparkle a little.

This is the thing about cooking for the internet: It only wants sweet treats. Okay, and cauliflower recipes.