Ashley
Mama to Maddox, Walker and Finn plus three unruly dogs: Nick Carraway, Ladybird, and Charlotte. Owner of Nest, a custom painting and furniture restoration business run out of my SoKno home. I've written for Knox Moms since 2014, and have also written for The Dollywood Company, Her View From Home, and Today.com. I'm a recovering type-a personality, overcaffinated, sleep with too many pillows, am a better person near water, and love a good British period drama or anything about gruesome true crime. I'm going to die trying to pet something I shouldn't or lifting furniture I have no business lifting, and am a firm believer in convenience meals. Probably a top contender for the title of World's Okayest Mom.
To Have, To Hold, To Argue About Insanity
Nathan and I will be married in a little over a month. (Like holy cow and stuff.) Marriage is hard and although we aren't officially married, we have lived together for a over a...
Gone Baby, Gone: A Lesson In “Trying”
"If you put flannel sheets on the bed you have to sleep naked."
"Fine. If I have to sleep naked, you have to agree to start trying for another baby."
"Ashley, it's not the right time."
"Nathan....
The Birthday Party Debate: When Bigger is Better
Last winter, I read an article someone wrote about how over the top children's birthday parties have gotten and how she curbs that trend with her son. She talked about how she gave her...
Dear Daylight Savings Time
Dear Daylight Savings Time,
I remember the last time I was really, deeply angry with you. I was about 20 or 21, at a nightclub with my girlfriends, and at 2am the lights were turned...
When Her Memories Fail Her: My Mamaw’s Journey With Alzheimer’s Disease
If you met my Mamaw today, she would ask you your name every five minutes. She wouldn’t understand who you were or why you were there to see her. She would ask you if...
What Would Lady Mary Do? A Not Really Comprehensive Guide to Coping With the...
I am a person who gets way too attached to things that aren't actually real. When I was young, I felt like my stuffed animals came alive any time I wasn't around them, and...
My Boys Cannot Be Anything They Want to Be
I am obsessed with this time of year. Obsessed. If there is a word bigger and more expressive than obsessed to describe the nine trees in my house, the 10 foot tall Santa on...