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Mid-Michigan Moms
How To Slow Traffic Down On Your Quiet Street
“Hey, Christine. Is that your blue car I see speed past my house after school every day?” At 16, it might not have mattered who was asking, the answer was likely "yes." On this...
Meet Sarah: Running on Coffee, Chaos, and Creativity
Hello, Mid-Michigan! My name is Sarah, and I'm part of the newest batch of contributors to Mid-Michigan Moms. I live in Lansing with my husband, Chris, our two-year-old daughter, Cecily, and 10-year-old rescue pup,...
Meet Carli! A Saginaw Stay-at-Home Mom and Baker Extraordinare!
Hi there Mid-Michigan, I’m Carli! I was born and raised in Bridgeport, spent 13 years in Lansing, and now I live in Saginaw with my husband, 3 kids, and dog Jewel. I am a...
Kristin Cavallari – An Unexpected Role Model
Stephhhhhen!!
Bringing back memories for anyone?
Many of us spent our younger years watching iconic MTV reality shows such as The Real World, Road Rules, and Laguna Beach. When I was younger, I actually disliked...
I Am a Proud C-section Mama. A Proud Mama, Period.
I didn’t know I was supposed to feel bad about having a C-section. I didn’t realize just how big the stigma is around having a C-section until I started seeing it pop up everywhere.
I...
Mama, You’re More Like a Cow Than You Think
Read this closely mama. I am NOT calling you a cow. I had to learn to adjust to my pregnant body. And now I'm still learning to adjust to this post-pregnancy body {mom pooch...
“I Can’t Do It All!” How Outsourcing in my Home Changed Everything
I love my kids, enjoy my workouts, get energy from my job, and really love to travel. But doing all these things {and well!} while also running a household is difficult. I have come...
No More Weekend Warrior – Healing my Family One Saturday at a Time
I don’t know exactly how it happened. Maybe it was in college when I would walk by the stand of brochures of things to do in the area. Or maybe it was when I...
Isolation Aggravated My Depression: Breaking Quarantine
Isolation feeds my depression. Inside of it, I wallow and the emptiness drags me deeper and deeper into a hole of hopelessness and sorrow.
It is in that deep, dark place of loneliness, where I...














