Cari Dugan is a lifestyle photographer and writer in Minneapolis Minnesota. She writes candidly about everyday life and experiences on being a wife and a mother on her blog Dugans in Cahoots ( www.dugansincahoots.com ) You can also keep up with her on Instagram (@cariduganphotography ) Her husband, and four children make life what it is – A Beautiful Mess.
I’m not the mom who handles conflict well. Growing up, I was the peacemaker of the house. Once I even confessed to stealing a box of Snickers candy bars to...
If you are anything like me, you cringe at the sight of a mess. Nothing sends me into a quicker emotional frenzy than seeing a playroom upside down, dirty dishes...
My husband and I have four sweet children. We adopted our youngest, domestically, 18 months ago. She is the light of our home, we all are enamored with her sweet...
Every Friday it was the same. Take the kids to school. Rush home to do all the things I didn’t get to finish during the week; laundry, clean bathrooms, scrub...
Before my oldest daughter was born, my expectations of myself as a Mama were as large and grandiose as my swollen belly. I imagined that I’d be so many things: ...
Usually when I am out and about with my youngest daughter, who is adopted, I don’t get a lot of questions about our family, especially if it just her and...
Dear friend, Come on in. The door is open. Sometimes when you step into my home you will be greeted with freshly washed floors, a sweet aroma of freshly baked...
About a year ago, on a cold winter’s morning, the kids and I were on our way to school. We commute about 25 minutes everyday, so the routine of rushing...
About four years ago, I joined a gym for one purpose: to get healthy again. I had let my health slide after three children, and it was beginning to affect...
This past spring we added our fourth baby into our not-so-little crew. Preparing for her arrival I was pretty confident in my mommy skills. I mean, this wasn’t my first...
Every since our children were little, we established with them that their bodies are theirs and theirs alone. They controlled who they allowed to give them hugs and kisses. We...