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6 Reasons Why Packing School Lunch BLOWS
Can we take a minute to talk about the horrendous nature of having to pack school lunches? They are terrible. They are frightening. They keep me up awake at night, tossing and turning in bed murmuring, “What can I make her? What will she eat?” over and over again. There are a plethora of reasons why school lunches suck the soul straight out of your body, none of which you realize until you’re ten minutes late for school on the first day and it dawns on you that your child will be gone for 7 hours. It sounds like such a simple, mundane task but it will make you cry…
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10 Items To Pack In Your Hospital Bag
Pregnant women, understandably, have many questions. Some can be solved by reading medical journals, asking your doctor, or talking with your partner. But some, like which items to pack in your hospital bag, are best answered by other mothers who have been there. This list will differ slightly for everyone but it is a good base to start from. I hope it will help and inspire you to bring things that will actually be useful to you, rather than a BS bag of stuff some lady on the internet told you to pack. (But trust this lady on the internet. I have had three kids. And I have forgotten something…
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Why Your Child’s Public Tantrum Is Good For All Of Us
I know– it can be so embarrassing when your child inevitably throws a tantrum, especially when it is out in public. People will look at you and stare, pausing to watch the drama unfold. But guess what? Your child’s wicked tantrum is good for all of us. It reminds us all that nobody is raising robots; we will all have public tantrums. And we will all survive them. Being a mother can feel lonely. It can be isolating. And if you don’t have a solid group of mommy friends who you can text at 10 pm when you’re Googling “symptoms of a child sociopath,” you may not get the confirmation that…
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Why I Hate The Phrase “Boys Will Be Boys”
Boys will be boys– it is one of the most outdated, ugly, and superficial adages that exists today. This phrase is as old as dirt and should be tossed away like the moldy hot dog I found lodged behind my youngest child’s car seat. It has never been complimentary nor helpful and the implication of gender being an excuse for violent, aggressive behavior is wrong on many levels. More importantly, it reduces men to a stereotype that they don’t deserve. Just so you don’t think that I am some asshat on the internet lecturing other people about how amazing my parenting skills are, I want you to know that…
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Silence Is Not So Golden…On A Blog
Oi Vay. Poor blog. It hasn’t gotten a lot of love from me lately. I have been so busy with the kids, with work and frankly, with staring out of the window. (I have been longingly staring out the window a lot. I don’t know why. I think it is because we’re right on the cusp of summer and I just want to be out there already, doing fun stuff and playing in the sunshine. Also, I really need to wash my windows. There are little tiny hand prints all over them. I’m pretty sure one of them is made out peanut butter. I smelled it…still can’t say with 100%…
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Sunscreen Shouldn’t Kill You
I am one of those people that devours information to a fault, especially when it comes to things that effect my children’s’ health. I am that mother that is smiling when my kid enjoys their summer hot dog, but inside I am recoiling. My thoughts go something like, Aw, look at how much she likes her hot dog! Eh, that video I saw of how hot dogs are made is starting to make me nauseous. But really, if I’m going to be worried about anything in that dog, I should be concerned about Sodium Nitrate– that stuff causes cancer! But can it really, though?? Can a hot dog really cause cancer?…
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What the Shorts?!
I’m old. This was made painfully obvious to me as I tried to go shopping for shorts. It’s getting hot– I need some new, stylish denim to make me feel like the queen that I am. I like to push the envelope and be trendy, but I gotta draw the line– I need a pair of shorts that can hold in my entire vagina. Not just part of it. (Don’t go thinking I have an abnormally large one or anything. Yes, I have had three children but my lady parts have bounced back pretty nicely, thank you for wondering.) See I tried on a pair of shorts that I found…
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Mommy Fail #2374; The Panties Incident
Do you ever feel like you absolutely FAIL sometimes as a parent? If your answer is yes, I’m gonna make you feel a little bit better about yourself. Let me tell you a little bit about the beginning of my week… Mondays are the worst. My house is a mess from the weekend– we’re all tired and I most likely forgot to buy food for my daughter’s lunch. (She usually ends up with scattered leftovers and random fruit I find at the back of the refrigerator. Bad mom emoji.) This particular morning was especially hectic because I was responsible for washing her class’s laundry; place-mats, work mats, towels, etc.– so…
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Eco-Friendly, Reusable Household Items
I am always on the look out for ways to reduce my family’s carbon footprint, while also making sure we don’t go broke in doing so. I have compiled a list of some easy things you can do to minimize your waste by swapping out things that you would normally discard, for items that you can reuse or recycle afterwards. I love Amazon because it means I don’t have to drag my clown car of children to the store, so I’ve used direct links for all of the products. You can click on any picture and it will take you directly to Amazon’s listing. I wanted to include some visuals…
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Loving (and Hating) Your Post-Baby Bod
I’ve been seeing a trend on social media that encourages women to love their bodies. These posts are aimed especially at women who have children and they urge mothers to embrace their stretch marks, rolls and love-handles as marks of pride. As one woman put it, They are your tiger stripes. Wear them proudly. I LOVE THIS. I love that we are at a time in society where we are talking about the sheer beauty of what a woman’s body goes through during pregnancy, childbirth and after. I love that we are pushing both men AND women to look at the body as unique and magical. It’s about freakin’ time. BUT. Maybe…