To My 17 Year Old Self : To My Daughter
To My 17 Year Old Self letter. The one where I sit down and write a letter telling myself the things I wish I had known at 17.
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To My 17 Year Old Self letter. The one where I sit down and write a letter telling myself the things I wish I had known at 17.
Do you feel as though you will willingly accept the role as a caregiver when the time comes? Caregiving for parents can be tough to accept.
Disclosure: As a Little Passports Ambassador, my kids receive monthly kits from “Around the World” to enjoy. The post may also contain affiliate links. Regardless, all opinions are 100% my own. If you follow the adventures of Sam and Sofia of Little Passports, you know that they are best friends. August 4th was National friendship Day and…
With 5 kids to dress for family photos, it can get all kinds of crazy. Luckily though, the easiest to coordinate are the three youngest girls. They love to dress up. Are all one gender (I had to pay my son to wear a pink STRIPE before). And are still under my control when it…
Disclosure: This post is sponsored by the National Recreation and Park Association but all the opinions therein are my own. When I was asked why I love my local parks and recreation I knew exactly which park to mention. If you follow me on Instagram you are likely to see us there often. And there are…
The life of a miscarriage doesn’t end on the day the baby leaves the womb, the life of that baby lives as long as their memory remains alive.
When people look at our 3 year old they are often taken back. Why? Because of her size. She is not the build of your average 3 year old. Even her Endocrinologist was amazed at both her height and weight. She kept repeating that Monkey was charting much larger than her “genetic potential“. This same Endocrinologist…
I recently asked my 9 year old, JJ, what her summer bucket list involved. She informed me she did not have one because she did not know what one was. Oh, yeah. Definition: a number of experiences or achievements that a person hopes to have or accomplish during their lifetime or prior to a milestone…
Special Needs doesn’t have a “look.” There is no one distinct facial feature, speech pattern, or gait. How do I know? Because I am the mother of a special needs child.
I am not sure I say it enough sometimes, but I truly love my husband. Throughout the blogosphere I hear stories of other ladies who spouses are not quite as supportive or forgiving as mine… and that makes me even more grateful. A Blogger’s Husband The life of a blogger’s husband is not always easy……