Sarah Hannah
Sarah Hannah is a Cincinnati mom to two active boys. She grew up in Jacksonville, Florida and graduated with a doctorate degree in psychology. Sarah developed a love for writing at a young age but has just recently started submitting her work. Her interests include longboarding, listening to music that isn’t played on the radio, and exploring old, unorganized book stores.
The Do’s and Don’ts of Therapy
Hello, my name is Sarah and I’m an alcoholic.
My name is Sarah and I am also a mother of two, a friend, a daughter, a dreamer and, oh yeah, I’m also a psychologist. In...
Dollar Beauty Jackpot {My Top Recommendations}
I am absolutely obsessed with bargain hunting. My favorite leisure activity is wandering through thrift stores and antique malls. I’m always looking for that perfect item that calls out to me, telling me its...
5 Women You Need to Know About {Celebrating Women’s History Month}
I have a confession to make: I am a history nerd. There is something so invigorating to me about historic sites and history museums. From the musky smells of aging leather-bound books and oxidizing...
A Friendly Reminder {Kids and Friendship}
So it's post-holidays, which in my house means two things: 1) Finally had a chance to clean for the first time in three months and 2) I'm exhausted. When it came to this month's...
A Closer Look at Postpartum Depression
Last week, I drove from Cincinnati to Lancaster to visit a friend of mine. I had meant to visit for her baby shower. I had intended to visit after the baby was born once...
The Dangers of Being Too Safe
Halloween is long over and it’s time to pack away the scary stuff and make room for wholesome family gatherings. I always feel a little sad once Halloween passes, not only because it’s my...
Woes of a Foodie in a Chicken Nugget World
Andrew Zimmerman has made a career out of exploring the strange and unexpected of the culinary world. His catchphrase, “If it looks good, eat it!” is echoed in each episode of his Travel Channel...
Missing the Mom Memo {How to Be Kind to Yourself}
It was about two years ago on a February afternoon that my kindergartener hobbled down the stairs of the school bus waving a gallon-size freezer bag filled with cartoon notecards and boxes of pink,...