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                This week I received the sweetest text from my mom's sister. My aunt sent me a text complimenting a DIY photo I had posted to my social media and then went on to say this:
"You are living the dream...
                
            
        
                It was the morning of my second Mother’s Day. I was 36 weeks pregnant and had spent the night before puking my guts out at my mom’s house. I had somehow acquired the flu. I vomited all over my mom’s...
                
            
        
                Our child is a fun-loving, free-spirited, knows-what-she-wants, 2-year-old.  She loves and is loved beyond measure.  She is wise beyond years.  I often comment that she is an old soul {but believe me when I say that she is living the toddler-life}.  I...
                
            
        
                Documenting baby's first year is such a "millennial mom" thing to do, and I'm not ashamed to say I absolutely LOVE it! Little ones change so much within those first twelve months. You bring baby home, eyes barely open just eating,...
                
            
        
                Dear Sixteen Year-Old Me,
You're probably thinking you are pretty grown up now, with your new drivers license and shiny flip phone. With the new found freedom these things bring, there is no denying that you'll push the boundaries. And...
                
            
        
                I recently read an article about housework and about whose "jobs" are whose and so forth.   It made me think of my own house and about the arguments that come with asking other people to do some cleaning...
                
            
        
                Chocolate Chip cookies are a mommy hood staple.  Most Moms on the planet have their go-to Chocolate Chip Cookie recipe. Gluten and dairy free recipes can quickly become a disaster if your technique and recipe are off. Instead of chewy dense, flavorful...
                
            
        
                Pregnancy is so exciting! Feeling that little creature fluttering inside you, everyone telling you that you're glowing, batting strangers' hands away from your swollen abdomen -- it's like no other time in your life. But, um, remember that thing...
                
            
        
                Iron-Willed. It took me 2.5 years to accept that indeed, I was blessed with a Ms. Sassy, Independent, Persistent, Decisive, Iron-Willed, Immovable, Little Girl. I’m not sure why I was in such denial about this. On her debut, the...
                
            
        
			
		

















