Mom-ish After Dark

A single song lyric can do more than make us emotional, it can make us realize how much we’ve been carrying since childhood. We start with our usual Momish chaos (pets judging us, husbands doing questionable things, and the kind of bathroom talk you only have with close friends), then we get real about the moment parenting shines a spotlight on your past. That feeling of becoming a mother before you ever felt fully mothered can be subtle, even when you had a “good childhood,” and it can still change how you see yourself.

We talk oldest...

A Brazilian wax question turns into a full spiral, and somehow that’s the most accurate summary of our brains as moms. We’re Gabby, Katie, and Taylor, and we’re joined by our guest Katie from Florida for a fast, chaotic, and honest catch-up that starts with beauty upkeep, a DIY waxing nightmare, and the very real case for letting professionals handle certain kinds of “self care.” 

From there we get into workplace stories and the stuff that still gets under our skin: a sexist comment about blondes, messy coworker energy, and why nurse life can feel like h...

We bounce from nurse life to mom life, laughing through the stuff that would make us cry if we said it too seriously. We swap stories about mansplaining, zoo chaos, daycare guilt, and the parenting routines nobody feels fully confident about. 
• cancelling the preceptor class and admitting we are not policy encyclopedias 
• unpacking habits, ADD brain, and why clutter feels personal 
• mansplaining stories and how we call it out at home 
• zoo day highlights, toddler wipeouts, bird encounters, and ocean fear 
• mama bear moments, daycare scratches, and teaching kids to defend themselves 
• kid nail hygiene, the...

Mother’s Day can be beautiful and brutal in the same breath, so we wanted to talk about the full picture. We’re celebrating the moms holding their babies close, the moms still waiting for that moment, and the moms carrying love and loss at the same time. We also get real about how quickly motherhood can turn into a mental checklist: plans, schedules, pressure, and the constant feeling that you are doing it wrong even when you are trying your best.

We dig into the not-so-glam side of trying to conceive, from ovulation tracking to the way...

You can buy every “must have” on the internet and still feel like you’re drowning at 2 a.m. So we’re bringing the real postpartum talk: three nurse moms, a lot of honesty, and the baby registry lessons we learned the hard way.

We get into the postpartum essentials that actually made recovery and newborn life easier, including the unglamorous stuff like stool softeners, Miralax, and Dermoplast, plus nipple care favorites like Silverettes and nipple balm. We also call out the popular products that felt like pure consumerism once real life hit, like wipe warmers and “hands free...

You know that split second before a sneeze when you think, “Please not today”? We start there and somehow end up at TSA, breast milk testing, and the emotional math of whether you really will “miss this.” That’s Momish energy: honest, a little unhinged, and weirdly comforting.

We talk postpartum recovery with zero filter, including the pelvic floor realities nobody brags about, nap battles that turn you into a human mattress, and the sleep setup changes that actually help (yes, we are preaching blackout curtains). Then we go straight for the sacred cow of parenting advice: the “you’r...

The conversation starts where a lot of mom friendships start: pedicures we avoid too long, hair appointments we can’t schedule, and the kind of “maintenance” that somehow feels like a part-time job. We laugh about tanning, confidence, and doing makeup in the car, then get real about adult acne and how weird it is to watch your body change in your late 20s and 30s, especially after babies. It’s candid, unfiltered, and painfully relatable if you’ve ever put yourself last because there simply aren’t enough hours.  

From there, nostalgia hits hard. We talk about the way...

We laugh through the chaos of real mom life, from spilled drinks and group chats to the way a phone call can feel like an emergency. We trade honest confessions about toddlers, babies, screen time, and the pressure to do everything “right,” then land on the same truth: do what you need to do to get through the day.

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This week on Momish After Dark, we’re asking the question no one prepares you for: how are we supposed to do literally everything… all the time?

From joking about wanting to fight our husbands (kidding… mostly 👀) to the very real weight of being constantly needed, this episode dives into the mental load of being both a nurse and a mom. We’re talking night shifts, no sleep, overstimulation, and the reality of going from taking care of patients all day… straight into taking care of everyone at home.

There’s no clocking out. No off swi...

One missing key. One slammed door. One more “mommmyyyy” at the wrong time. That’s all it takes for a totally normal day to turn into full-blown mom rage, and we’re saying the quiet part out loud. We’re three moms who can stay calm in real chaos, then go feral over sunglasses, pets under our feet, and the never-ending mental load waiting at home. 

We talk about overstimulation and burnout, why “hard resets” like sleep, a bath, a pedicure, or a solo Target walk can feel like survival, and why mom guilt creeps in even with supportive...

Three nurses. Three best friends. Questionable coping mechanisms.

Welcome to Mom-ish After Dark — where we say the quiet parts out loud and the loud parts… even louder.

We’re talking motherhood, marriage, friendships, and the kind of hospital chaos that leaves you questioning your career, your sanity, and your husband’s ability to load a dishwasher correctly.

This is the unfiltered version of motherhood — the rage, the ridiculousness, the “I love my kids but also… don’t talk to me” energy. The stuff you’d only admit in a locked group chat or after one too many d...