Jennifer Hunter
Born and raised in the Queen City, I'm in love with its accessible big-city amenities and small-town sense of community. I worked in marketing and communications at a local bank before becoming a stay-at-home mom to two boys. I spend my time investing in my faith and family, with a side of my favorite things: writing, reading, exercise, enjoying good food and wine, encouraging other moms, and exploring my hometown.
Put the Oxygen Mask on Yourself First
“Ladies, we are cruising at an altitude of three feet tall, with tantrums, interrupted sleep, and contagious illness causing turbulence ahead. In the event of extreme whininess, an oxygen mask will be released from...
Gluten-Free Grub in the Queen City
My now-husband and I chose a trendy local restaurant to celebrate our first Valentine’s Day. I was newly gluten-free and asked our hostess for a GF menu. The waiter soon approached the table with...
These Cookies are Gluten-Free? No Way!
Soon after changing my diet to omit gluten, my friend offered me a packaged brownie. When I asked if it had gluten, she checked the label and replied, “No, it just has flour.” This...
7 Book Recs From a Seasoned Book Club
When I tell people I’ve been in the same book club for 12 years, their next question is, “What are some of your favorites?” My fleeting memory in this sleep-deprived stage of motherhood causes...
You Can Do Hard Things
When I was 28 weeks pregnant, I “failed” my first test for gestational diabetes, so I had to take the three-hour test in the OB’s office. The test requires fasting after midnight (hungry pregnant...
Thank You to My Village
We’ve all heard the proverb, “It takes a village to raise a child.”
I never knew how true this is until I became a mother. I went into this role thinking I could do...
The Voice of Postpartum Depression
In the first few weeks after having my first child, I had a twinge of the baby blues. I chalked it up to the daze of sleep deprivation and getting my baby-rearing sea legs....
A Toddler’s Guide to Mindfulness
As a stay-at-home mom, I yearn for tangible accomplishments to feel like I have something to show for my day. Because I can’t seem to accomplish anything big in this season at home with...
The Bittersweetness of Milestones
I assured my husband for weeks that our two-year-old son would be just fine as he transitioned to his toddler bed. His baby brother was due in three weeks, and we kept the nursery...