DIY + Lifestyle

Several weeks in, and we are just getting settled into the long, second half of summer when the days get hot and our activities die down. With neighbors and friends scattering for their own summer plans, the kids might be left with long...

It is ironic that I’m writing about being productive. January was the longest five months of my life. I had influenza A and pneumonia. After nearly three weeks down and just as I started to feel better, I slipped...

While emptying the dishwasher this morning I began planning the daily juggle of distance learning, work, and household chores. I began wondering... what kind of parent am I going to be today?  Morning Me is always optimistic. She is ready to...

You guys. I'm so excited. Our local farmers market is back in swing and we are ready to work it into our weekly rhythm! There are so many reasons that we love our visits and so many benefits we...

What values do you yearn to cultivate in your children? What practices do you hope to see them living out in their own way as they grow? Motherhood continually teaches me in this area. I am learning, the values...

I was recently contacted by Laundry Care to try out their laundry service. I was a little reluctant because I'm pretty particular about my laundry and feel like it's something I should do myself. I had to ask myself...

The Portland Mom Collective team is growing!   Are you a local parent, grandparent, early educator, or someone in-the-know about all things raising kids in Portland and beyond? We're looking for diverse voices to share fresh perspectives on the parenthood experience...

Just like you don’t have to run a marathon to call yourself a runner, you don’t have to plant a huge garden to call yourself a gardener! Whether it’s planting a few herbs in your windowsill, a small container garden on...

Without a doubt, the most played-with area in our home is a place filled with loose parts, which we lovingly refer to as the “junkyard.” The junkyard came to existence after one terrible week in March when we all...

I am sobbing. I am not sure what’s come over me but I am crying to this kind, sweet third grade teacher who, much to her dismay, shared her personal cell phone number with me awhile back. My lovely,...