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Just Because You're Good at Something Doesn't Mean You Should Do It

Sometimes I think the busier I am the happier I am. Until I start running on empty. I run on empty because I can't keep up with all the busy. But then I tell myself that the busy is good. I'm pretty good at convincing myself that all the…
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Top Ten Most Read Posts for 2016

I get a kick looking at the past year. I like those little videos Facebook makes to capture your year. I enjoy seeing the most liked posts of my friends on Instagram. Even though, if I think about it too much, it's a little creepy, I still like…
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My Two Words for the Year 2016

Back in January I wrote a post about my two words for the year 2016. As I look back and see what my goals were I sort of chuckle to myself. I had a new baby, a new blog, and a bunch of new endeavors I wanted to tackle. For the most part I…

Can I Just Take a Minute and Talk about Some Awesome Mom Bloggers?

First, I personally am not a fan of the term "mom bloggers." Mainly because when I tell people I write for my blog and they say something like "Oh, a mom blogger" with air quotes, I tend to roll my eyes at their ignorance and their shrug of…
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The Truth about Motherhood for Me This Week #fiveonfriday

My alarm radio sounds in my ear, demanding I shake off my warm covers and take on the day. My brain is blaring to get going on my to-do list, but my heart is overloaded. This has been one heck of a week. Between recovering from the election…

My Secret (not so secret) Guilty Pleasure: Etymologies

The clock quietly buzzes as the neon light tries to fade out. It's 12:30AM or something like that and my eyes squint as I try to finish off my term paper. I am searching for a witty end to wrap up my discussion about the symbolic meaning of…
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When I Realized I Was Teaching my Son to be Sexist

Twelve years old, I was riding my bike down our neighborhood hill as fast as I could. I remember beating my neighbor friend to the bottom of the hill and enjoying the thrill of winning against him. He was one of the “wild” kids in our little…

Why I Made my Blog Instagram a Private Account

He looks at me with the sweetest smile and oatmeal all over. This kid can eat. At 11 months old and baby-led weaning under our belts, this kid likes to stuff his face. And he's pretty stinkin' cute when he does it. Many times I find that in…

One App Every Blogger Needs

  Sitting at my computer, I exhale in frustration because I just got done reading this great article by one of my blogging friends and I wanted to keep it to share on my social media for a later date. A few clicks later I see one of…
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Four Letter Words and Blogging Friends

I am loving the blogging community. I love it even more when I find other women who are passionate about their writing. As a Christian writer, it is even more lovely when you come across other women whose words lie in the molding of the Creator. Harmony…