Ever since Mary gave birth to her third child she noticed “down there” was just not the same. For one thing sex was just...
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I was born into a large Catholic family in Belfast, Northern Ireland. Our home was always full of people, noise, and complete chaos. In...
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I have anxiety.
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Every year on Halloween, I cheerfully hand out candy to a few hundred variations on baby bees, gory zombies and cute animals walking on...
Hiii there! I'm Liz, and I've been an Indianapolis Moms contributor since 2018. I've never considered myself a "writer" but applied when I felt...
I hear the toaster pop. My six-year-old shouts at me that his waffles are ready as I wrestle a busy nine-month-old baby into a...
I never expected to watch our friends become widows. Friends, as in plural, more than one. We aren’t even 40 years old yet and...
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I have two daughters, age thirteen and seventeen. All of their school careers, they have been attending private schools that had strict uniform codes....
I’m tired. I’m tired of being the maid. I’m tired of being the schedule manager. I’m tired of being the go-to parent. I’m tired...
This is an open letter to my goddaughter as she prepares for the birth of her first child.
Dear Beautiful Goddaughter,
I was a young Auntie...
You might have heard about this popular little kitchen “gadget”. It was the top selling product on Amazon’s Prime day this summer, there are...

























