Tag: motherhood

Saying Goodbye to the Pacifier

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I remember my son’s doctor talking to us at his 6-month appointment about when we planned on getting rid of his pacifier, as her...

The Dreaded Drop-Off: Separation Anxiety is the Worst

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A few months ago, I was reading a Facebook post in the Carmel moms group. The mom wrote the post asking for advice because...

Being Patient With Myself: Surviving the Postpartum Months

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As I sit here and type this, I am exactly one week postpartum with my daughter. During this pregnancy, I only gained about 25...

When It Takes a Village: Post-Partum Love

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I’ve never been a big believer in the whole “it takes a village” concept. Maybe it’s because I was a very republican high school...

How Motherhood Changed the Conversation with My Body

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Looking back I can clearly remember when the conversation with my body changed from appreciation to criticism. I lived a childhood of being a...

I Was Mom Shamed for Listening to Rap Music

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Picture this: It’s a Friday evening. I just got off work and picked up my son from daycare. We are cruising with the windows down,...

Dear Mama, Take the Trip

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Dear mama, take the trip. Almost four years into parenthood, I can count on one hand the number of trips I’ve taken without my kids....

We Aren’t Supposed to Talk About This

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A fellow blogger recently posted a meme: "Whatever you're most scared to write about...write that." I saw that and thought, wow, how appropriate: It reinforced...

Throw Perfection Out the Window

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Before kids, I left the house showered with my hair and makeup complete, house picked up in case a neighbor stopped by, and dinner...

Mommy Meltdowns (of all kinds)

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#1. The baby-toddler transition meltdown: For me, it happened the eve of my son’s first birthday. We had just seen the pediatrician for a wellness check...

Dear Son, If You Can Only Be One Thing, Please Be...

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As I sit in my son's bedroom rocking him to sleep I realize these moments are fleeting. He's quickly outgrowing my lap as I...

Letting Go of Breastfeeding

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It has been seven years since I started breastfeeding my daughter and yet I still remember so many details. It is one of those...

An Ode to My Pooch

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At the pool the other day, my 5-year-old son poked at me…right in my good ol’ mommy pooch. He giggled, I giggled, then I...

Identity in Marriage and Motherhood: Name Change

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Some topics elicit strong reactions from people. I have found that among women, one of these topics is what you do with your last...