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A few months ago, I was grabbing lunch with a new mom friend, and we commented on how much we had in common as working moms in similar industries. We were able to “talk shop,” share experiences, and express...
"You're gone an hour and complete chaos erupts," says my husband as I walk in the door from a run. "That's why I always feel like I can't go run," I answer. "Go. I really want you to. Just..." he says...
If there is one thing we all have in common as moms — no matter what our beliefs, parenting strategies, religion, skin color, food preferences, hair color, or favorite drink might be — it's that we get up again. And...
Whenever a friend who is contemplating having kids or is entering the motherhood journey asks me what it’s like, it feels almost impossible to sum up. Motherhood is a thing that must be lived in order to truly get...
It’s 11 p.m. and I’m sitting in bed with my laptop and Tina Fey keeping me company. Writing for Jacksonville Mom has been such a special and cherished outlet, but right now I’m stressed. Not because I waited until...
I was at the end of my rope when it came to the toy situation in our home. The constant tidying, distracting aesthetics of each room, and the disinterest and lack of focus from my children during playtime were...
Of course motherhood is personal. VERY personal. You just did some intimate things to produce a human out of your intimate parts, and your body has gone through some really wild changes and now you have to keep that...
"Ma'am, I'm going to need for you to calm down, so your child doesn't get even more upset." Deep breath. "Okay," I squeaked, as I backed into our walk-in closet so I could better hear the dispatcher in the midst...
Mothering Sunday is what Mother’s Day is called in the United Kingdom. How fitting, that it is a verb and not a noun. Celebrating the noun is not really the object here. It’s celebrating the verb of mothering. Because mothering,...
It is 11:23 p.m. on Sunday night. I am sitting on my foyer floor spraying what must be the equivalent of half a bottle of Shout over grass- and clay-stained white baseball pants wondering what kind of new fresh...
In high school, I probably had some slight depression and anxiety. Back in the day, there was no social media though, and no one really talked about mental health in teenagers. In retrospect, after my first baby, I probably...
Most days I’m just trying to make it through. That’s not how I wanted to go through motherhood, nope. I thought I’d be all flags flying, trumpets blasting, riding through parenting on a big white horse, soother to all...

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