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Sending Dinosaurs to Amazon Unannounced

Today, I was humbled. Being humbled is something that moms are experts in. So, that’s where I found myself.  I was standing in front of a full-length mirror trying to find a swim suit that flattered my post-motherhood body. In case you are wondering, that is zero swimming suits. Especially considering I was doing hypothetical […]

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Just A Season

This Valentine’s Day, my husband got me the best card he has ever given me. It wasn’t a long love letter, or a side splittingly funny riddle. It simply said this, “Sometimes in the craziness of life, it can seem like it’s hard to connect like we used to. Know this is just a season, […]

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Just a Few Minutes

“Will you lay with me for a few minutes, Mama?” My daughter’s big hazel eyes implore me, and I resist the urge to sigh. There’s laundry that needs to be folded. I haven’t packed the lunches for tomorrow. After a restless night of sleep and a manic Monday at work, I want to be a […]

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I’m Not a “Crunchy” Mom Anymore

When I had my first son, I was such a warrior of truth. I researched–to the bone–all things related to childbirth, pregnancy, and baby. I had my cloth diapers ready. I was committed to a 100% natural delivery and breastfeeding. I  only allowed my baby to have organic food. I only used handmade and clean […]

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The Ode to the Angry Mom

You woke up from a night of haphazard sleep. There was no hesitation in your toddler’s voice as he demanded breakfast, and then threw a fit as you made eggs instead of a PB&J. Your baby clawed at your legs and cried as you quickly put breakfast on the table. It was too hot. The […]

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The Grace Year

October 9, 2016 Dear Journal, It is finally quiet. The twins are napping and though there’s about 63 higher priority items I need to be completing in my race against the clock before the twins are off and running again, I simply choose to sit. Because, I’m tired. As my husband sits in the hospital […]

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