Tag: Mom
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I Never Wanted to be a Helicopter Parent, but I am one.
I like to think of myself as fun and relaxed, as brave with a touch of crazy. I’m the one who loves to laugh and awkwardly dance in public, the one who jumped off the cliff first and who shaved her head because she felt like it. I’m the one who traveled across the world alone. So naturally, I thought I was…
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8 Things I Want my Daughter to Know
Dear Daughter, Look into my eyes and let me tell you, there are no limits. When I was young, I felt small in a large world. I was desperate to belong, so I tried to fit in. I tried to reduce myself to a puzzle piece in a giant picture. I tried to have straight edges…
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I’m Sorry I was Late (via Motherly)
I sat down and mapped out a life plan, and so far it looks like I will be late for approximately 15 more years. I’m so excited about my newest post for Motherly, because, FOR REALZZZ. Mornings before kids: 1. Get self ready. 2. Get self in car. 3. Go. Mornings now: 1. Wake up…
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What do Stay at Home Moms DO all day?
While usually we are being quaint and adorable like a live Norman Rockwell painting, there are a few other things that get us from WHYGODWHY in the morning to Netflix-O’clock at night. We clean things so they can be destroyed right exactly before you drop by. I don’t mean to brag, but my kids are capable of making my…
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Dear Mama, In case you forgot the magic…
This weekend I got to experience magic. One of my best friends invited me and a few others to be there for the birth of her first baby. I’ve never seen birth – except my own. It was magic. Birth is magic. It is terrible, it is messy, and it is brilliant. After 24 hours of hard…
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Thank You Mom (What your kids meant to say)
Maybe you’re sitting on a stool in your kitchen right now, surveying the damage from breakfast. You look in bewilderment at what appears to be the remnants of a crumb monsoon. You stare at your cup of coffee, looking for the answers to life’s questions. About that time, your kids run past you. They tear around the living…
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Dear Kids, The world is still beautiful.
To My Kids, Some people will say that the world is a scary, scary place. Some people will say that there’s no hope and that the future is dark and bleak. It is scary sometimes, but my dear ones, always remember, there are things that are awful, and terrible, and sad, but there is also always HOPE…
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Summertime Instructions (for the kids)
Dear Kids, It is the beginning of our much anticipated summer together. I have reviewed last years happenings and I have decided to resign from several positions. The positions are as follows: Toilet-Flusher, Sock-Finder, Snack-Maker, and someone to explain (every.single.night.) why the sun is still up at bedtime. Please submit your applications accordingly. Also, from…
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Dear First Born, It’s not you, it’s me.
Dear First Born, I remember the day I first held you in my arms. You became, and I also became. I’d thought about motherhood for a long time, about how I’d be and how you’d be. But I was still so unprepared. Heaven and Earth kissed for a moment and I’d never felt so sure and so…
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How to be a Perfect Mom (I Can’t Even)
1.When talking to your kids, try to sound like Mary Poppins, but sweeter and less abrasive.
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