Whether you're the type of family that treks out and gets a real tree every year or you proudly pull yours down out of the attic every Black Friday, it's undeniable that there's something special about heading to an...
We all have seen the memes poking fun at moms' plural status:
And it's true!
I shower, potty, cook, clean, shop, nap, and everything else you can think of with my two mini-me's (and usually both dogs too). I work...
To the new mommas-to-be whose babies are coming later in life, after you’ve built a career and spent nearly two decades on birth control and wine, I see you.
Maybe you’ve run around that tired block enough times to have...
Dear Son,
When you speak, I will listen. When you speak, I will care. Your words matter. I will listen to the stories you tell. I will write them down to look back and remember the little boy that once...
School is fully in session and every parent knows to cringe when the school nurse calls home. "I'm sorry, but your child has lice."
The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention estimates that nearly 12 million people a year get...
I consider the preschool years the period of denial between toddlerhood and full-blown kid stage. Your child is a no longer a baby but the diaper-changing and burping memories are still fresh; you’re allowed these few transitional years to...
Dear Daughters and Girls everywhere,
You're beautiful. You don't even have to try. In fact, you don't yet know what it feels like to try at beautiful, compare yourself and ultimately feel like you've come up short. I suspect that...
To try for a third….or not try for a third.
This is a question that is constantly on my mind. I waver back and forth. If you ask me on Monday around 5:30 when all hell has broken loose in...
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Thirteen years ago I began my search for the "perfect" school for my daughter.
My second child was on the way yet I...
What’s sad is that this literally means surviving. Not dealing with or coping with, but actually continuing to live in spite of a dangerous situation. My sweet two year old is allergic to peanuts. He had an anaphylactic reaction...
Right now I am 37 weeks pregnant (translation: about to pop) with my second child. It hasn't been all that different from my first pregnancy except for the fact that this time I'm also chasing a two-and-a-half year old...
Last year, the baby of our family started her second year of preschool. The first year I was working part-time, so I had to use the hours of child-free time to invest into my work. Mid-way through the year...