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“One generation full of deeply loving parents would change the brain of the next generation, and with that, the world.” ~Dr. Charles Raison
“Dream Bigger.” Only two words, but they pack a gigantic punch when you live them as your mantra. In this photo (above) you can’t be more than 2.5 years old. I know this because of the white and pink diaper I see peeking out from beneath your itty-bitty pink shorts. You are sleeping, probably mid-nap,…
Lately at bedtime, my 2.5-year-old will lie down, look up at me and say “I have a question”. Me, who is fluent in toddler, knows that this means she has a statement or remark that she wants to make and have heard. So, I ask her, “What’s your question, Boo?” Yes; I am one of…
This one is for the mamas who can hang. You know who you are. You are the ones who should be breaking but refuse to crumble. You are the ones who have or continue to struggle to conceive. You are the ones whose own health took a hit during pregnancy and delivery. You are the…
He needs a mom. He doesn’t need you to be perfect; though, in his eyes, you already are. He needs a mom. He doesn’t need you, as his mama-to-be, to eat all the “right foods” and steer clear of anything with a .0001% chance of being harmful to the little nugget. You’ll do it anyway…
Hey Guys. Allow me to let you in on a little secret — I don’t have a lot of time. Okay, that’s not really a secret and according to my husband, I b*tch, complain, and preach about it far and wide to anyone within earshot at every opportunity. Am I a martyr? I’m not trying to be,…
“This is magic.” Only a child would say something like that while walking the halls of a children’s hospital. We had just exited the elevator taking us from the registration floor up to the pre-op level for my daughter’s scheduled surgery –a tonsillectomy, a frenotomy (lip-tie cut), and a myringotomy (ear tube replacement). When we…
This morning my two-year-old locked me out of my house. I stepped out back on our patio to let our aging Labradors out to relieve themselves. While I usually leave the back door open so that I can hear my kids fighting for the three to five minutes that I am not in the room,…
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