When it comes to surviving parenthood, mom friends rank right up there with food, sleep, even caffeine. But not all mom friends are created equal. In fact, some may be holding you back or even dragging you down.
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The Truth About Contact Naps
If you're not yet a parent, "contact napping" is simply letting your baby nap on top of you. In the early days, new parents are thrilled, just wanting to sit quietly and marvel at their...
I can describe my underwear drawer in one word: practical. It's full of nude and black briefs and nude and black bras. All items were purchased with the intention of making them invisible under my clothing, certainly not with...
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About a month ago, my husband discovered that a dear college friend of his was in the hospital. He quickly reached out, only to discover that his friend had stage 4 pancreatic cancer —a death sentence for most these...
Over the holidays, my husband and I went on a number of date days. We started date days when we realized that date nights were too exhausting. Not because we were drinking too much but because staying out past...
Do you and your partner ever go on day dates? Getting dressed up for dinner and drinks is always an exciting and welcome change from my casual, toddler-filled day-to-day, but there is something sweet and unique about a day...
Alone time is underrated.
Date nights are tough. They require as much planning as vacations. Staying up late on any night for adult time doesn't always work out either, because one of us knocks out first (usually me) or has...
Someday I'll wish upon a star, and wake up where the clouds are far behind me. Where trouble melts like lemon drops, high above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me…
If you’re like me, there are days as a...
My sons were three and six months old when my dad passed away from early-onset Alzheimer’s. Eleven months later, my brother celebrated his first Father’s Day—without our dad. It was bittersweet.
Losing a parent can make days like Mother’s Day...
























