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Sleep Training Isn’t A Dirty Word

As a new mom, we often enter motherhood with expectations of what life will be like with an infant. Then once our baby is here, we’re plunged into the ocean’s depths, trying to figure out how to navigate this ship when the only real training we’ve had is that cool unicorn pool float with a […]

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Summer is the Actual Worst

I’m going to say something. You may call me crazy. You might call me naive, ridiculous, or roll your eyes if you want. But you know what? I. DON’T. CARE. Because I’m going to say it anyway: I. HATE. SUMMER. Seriously. Every single part of summer I hate. First of all, the heat. People who […]

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The Time My 2-Year-Old Had a Run-in with the Police

Never Trust the Silence Ahh, Saturday morning. It’s 8:30, and we’re being lazy. The house is quiet, nothing stirring yet. I love early mornings when my toddler decides to sleep in because they’re incredibly rare. “DING-DONG-DING-DONG-BANG-BANG-BANG!!” What the crap?? Suddenly our silence is shattered by someone with the audacity to ring the doorbell and knock […]

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Understanding Autism: The Favors I Ask of People I Don’t Even Know

In our home, autism is part of every day, every minute, and every interaction between our daughter and the world. Until her diagnosis early last year, autism was just another cause, just another ribbon, just another annual fundraiser and 5K. It got lost in the crowd of the countless GoFundMe pleas that I constantly scrolled […]

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Team Sports Are Making Me A Better Mom

We roll up with our wagons, loaded down with Gatorade bottles, sunscreen, lawn chairs, and bags stuffed with gear. You immediately recognize us because we’re all dressed in the same blue t-shirt paired with denim shorts or black pants (most likely leggings). To those on the outside, we are probably a walking cliché, wiping noses […]

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