Episode 5: Old Glory, Good Kids, and Shower Poop — with Guest LeeSa Atkinson

In this wildly relatable episode, we’re joined by entrepreneur, pastor’s wife, and official Bronze Medal Mom, *LeeSa Atkinson**—and things get real *real fast.

We talk about mom life chaos, parenting pride, and the weird things we swore we’d never do… until motherhood said “hold my juice box.” LeeSa shares what makes her a Bronze Medal Mom, the weirdest sentence she’s ever said out loud, and the best advice she's given her two teenagers.

There’s also mom talk, laughter, and the reminder that even on our messiest days, we’re doing better than we think.

Because just okay? Still okay.

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🧴 Episode 4: Teen Skincare – Is This a Phase or a Full-Time Job?

From 12-step routines to face masks that cost more than our moisturizer, teen skincare has become... a thing.

In this episode, Amy and Amanda dive into the wild world of tween and teen skincare—from the TikTok trends our kids swear by, to the mysterious serums suddenly lining their bathroom counters.

We talk about the pressure girls are feeling to have perfect skin, the marketing aimed right at them, and how confusing it is when your kid knows more about retinol than you do.

Whether you're trying to keep up, set boundaries, or just figure out what all these products actually do, this one's for you.

Because Bronze Medal Moms know that raising confident kids doesn’t mean buying every product on the shelf—it means showing up, listening, and maybe borrowing their moisturizer once in a while.

🚗 Episode 3: Carline – The Good, The Bad, and the Unspoken Rules

Ah, carline. The place where chaos, judgment, and deeply personal vendettas all come together in a school parking lot.

In this episode, Amy and Amanda dive into the unwritten rules of drop-off and pick-up life. We’re talking about the parents who don’t pull all the way forward, the ones who get out of the car (why?!), and the mental gymnastics required to stay calm when someone cuts the line.

We also reveal our own carline confessions, from forgotten backpacks to pajama-clad mornings. If you’ve ever white-knuckled the steering wheel at 7:59 AM or found yourself narrating your rage to your kids—this one’s for you.

So buckle up, Bronze Medal Moms. We’re hitting the carpool lane with zero chill and a full coffee.