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How to Host a Relaxing Play Date

Sometimes our fears of the what-ifs or the desire for perfection in our hostess skills paralyze us and keep us from ever having anyone over. Not to worry, every mom can host a playdate that is relaxing for both moms and kids. I promise, you have it in you. read more

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How to Get Out of the House In the Morning Without Losing Your Mother-Loving Mind

Last month I conducted a little experiment. I tried to streamline our getting up and out of the house process to make it somewhat pleasant. You know to keep from screaming at everyone. Because “We’re late!!!” and “Get your shoes on! NOW!” is not a great way to start a family off on the rig read more

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5 Mothering Should I's

When motherhood arrived on my doorstep I wanted to do things the “right” way. I had some preconceived ideas about what that meant. And as I adopted them, I found the assumptions I held about what was best were often just plain wrong. read more

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The Day I Named What I Wanted

I didn’t have to do much introspection to know the deeper layer to my hesitation in the matter: I’ve always been afraid to say what I want in fear I might get rejected. I may know my desires, but as soon as I verbalize them to someone else, there’s the chance of public failure and embarrassmen read more

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How My Friends Helped Me Survive A Family Crisis

Jen opened her front door and held out her hands, reaching for the baby in mine. No words exchanged, but a friend who anticipated my needs before I could articulate them, ready to give my arms a break from holding my squirming baby girl. read more