parenting
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We started out a little later than we wanted, but we were just happy to finally be on the road! It was touch and go there for a minute. The road to Florida is long and hard. I don’t know how professional drivers do it. It’s been a long time since we were able to…
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I’ve never really been the mom to plan a big or even small, summer vacation. When I was a little girl, my single father, took me to a small resort on Bull Shoals Lake on the border of Missouri and Arkansas. He saved all year. He wanted to take his little girl fishing and show…
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This is definitely a saying that has been popularized recently. But why is it so mainstream? Here’s another way to look at it. My colleagues and I have been talking about the change we see in the young generations coming up. They’re stressed plumb out. And because they’re young children, their stress comes out in…
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Your short-term memory is fried. By that I mean you walk from the kitchen to the pantry and forget what you’re getting from the pantry. But that’s the minor leagues. I leave the house headed to Walgreens to pick up meds and forget what I’m there for. You sweat–a lot. Or maybe that’s just me?…
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Anyone else super stressed right now? Between Friday the 13th, full moon, the last Friday before spring break, the Covid-19 virus, parent/teacher conferences coming up, cancelled field trips, and the toilet paper crisis, it’s a wonder any of us are sane. I’m trying to keep it all from affecting my attitude, but as I sit…
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As a mom, when our kids get to the point where they can go off and live on their own; we start to worry. Maybe worry isn’t the right word…we wonder and question: will they be okay? Will they make it? What if they’re hungry? What if they can’t pay rent? Hold up. Isn’t that…
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Remember when I said that I’m having a hard time right now… call it the winter blues, call it life, whatever, it just sucks. Hence needing a reset? Which is why I have really been taking a long hard look at myself to figure out what I can do to get myself back on the…
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It’s that crazy time of year again. The time of year where I wrap up another school year-number seven to be exact. The time of year for Mother’s Day. The time of year where I remember my mom’s diagnosis of lung cancer. The time of year for her birthday. Happy Birthday, Mom. You would be…
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I have spent 10 years obsessing over having a baby. I went to endocrinologists and completed test after test all to show that everything seemed pretty normal. Well, except for that little thing called endometriosis. However, for a lot of women that doesn’t mean infertility. Except, it does for me. Joe and I felt called…
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