Soda, pop, cola and Coke; whatever you call them soft drinks have become a main stream beverage in our country and are readily accessible to quench our thirst at check out lines EVERYWHERE! Confession: I'm a self proclaimed former diet soda addict. Growing up in the land of potluck dinners and southern barbecues two-liter beverages were ever present at all meals. Believe me, as a child and well into adulthood I drank my fair share of soda (and other sugar laden beverages). I myself gave up the addictive soda drinking habit many, many years ago when, with a little self-guided research, discovered I was having some nasty side effects when I didn't get my daily dose of soda.
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I had several expectations about what life would be like when my son was born -- sleepless nights, thousands of diapers, sweet baby snuggles, a love like no other ... the list could keep going.
What I didn’t expect were bizarre/rude/unsolicited comments that strangers would make regarding my child and/or parenting. Comments from strangers often leave me feeling annoyed, like the lady who asked me how old my son was shortly after he was born. When I told her that he was nine weeks old, she accused me of lying, saying he was too small to be nine weeks old. First of all, he was a preemie. Secondly, why would I lie about that?
But this story isn’t about those...
I quit sleep training before I even started and that’s ok.
I’m sure, not unlike many new mothers, I was totally unprepared for motherhood. I guess no one can really prepare you for what’s about to happen, but I was particularly not at all prepared for the physical and mental exhaustion. There were many days that I was so sleep deprived I could have fallen asleep standing up. Sleep was so very important to me; I’d give up food before sleep. I was also very honest about my position on bed sharing. My position was simply that there would be no bed sharing. I adore my children but I adore them even more when we all can retreat to our...
Stay Cool This Summer Teacher Gift Tags
May is bittersweet for me. I am excited about the lazy days of summer, but I always find myself teary-eyed saying goodbye to teachers who have loved on my babies all year long. Every year, I pick out a little something to thank them for a such a great year.
This year, we decided on a beach towel and magazine. And you can't have a teacher gift without a cute tag to top it off! Hoping all our favorite teachers stay cool and have a relaxing summer by the pool.
I designed the 3 inch tags with a watercolor background and a few of my favorite fonts. You can download the file using the link...
Fearless parenting. I know it isn't really a thing. When I'm panicking on the inside every time my daughter climbs on the back of the couch that sits on very hard concrete floors, I'm anything but fearless. Fearing for the health and welfare of our children is just biology. But at some point, that fear is no longer productive. We are forced to decide, consciously or otherwise, exactly where that point is. We are constantly bombarded by reasons to be afraid. From the news, from social media, from politicians. Some days, when we hear about another tragedy or a freak accident, it takes all we have to keep from holding our babies tightly and never letting go.
I've spent too...
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