Life happens. We all know it does. But lately, life has been happening a lot. It had been over a year since my husband...
  My husband and I met as 17-year-old kids working at a local chain restaurant. Our playful flirtation around the soda machine led to the...
I was watching one of my favorite sitcoms the other day and it just so happened to be the Mother’s Day episode. In the...
"What happened?" I found myself asking. My husband and I were newlyweds. The man I had fallen in love with was kind, outgoing, hilarious,...
  When our son was six months old, I agreed with my husband that we would not have more children. We had one wild, strong-willed...
  I used to think "Facebook" and "motherhood" meant flooding my friends' timelines with pictures of my kids. But as I've entered into motherhood, I've...
Let me precede this blog by saying this is not a blog paying homage to Bill Cosby. Straight up, there it is: there's a...
I’ve been compelled to write something like this for a while. I feel like it is something that is often unspoken but needs to be...
Vampires really do exist. At least emotional vampires do! Emotional vampires tend to drain your energy, test your emotional fortitude, seek a lot of...
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I'm not a meal planner. I don't love cooking and trips to the grocery store are the bane of my existence most days. I'd...
Like most mothers, I will never forget the moment I fell in love with my first born. I was exhausted. I was emotional. I...
Who doesn't love a date night? While it's certainly fun to get some time away from the grind of everyday life with kiddos, I...
To My Toxic Mother-In-Law, We don’t like each other and it’s exhausting to pretend like we do. I look at you and am amazed that...

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Twelve Local Dance Studios for Kids Around Indianapolis

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As someone who took ballet classes when I was a little girl, I get a lot of joy watching my six-year-old don ballet and...

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