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Family, Gratitude, Parenting

This is What Online Learning Actually Looks Like

We’re on week three of online learning. Me, as a high school teacher, and my children, as 1st and 3rd grade students. Everything is crazy and takes longer than usual as all three of us are utilizing every possible mode of technology during every single minute of the school day. I’m Zooming, screensharing, document cameraing, backchanneling, emailing, snapchatting, texting, recording, creating, saving, and feedbacking all … Continue reading This is What Online Learning Actually Looks Like

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Family, Parenting, Random

I’ve Been Giving My Threenager a Bad Rap

  Today my three year old self-reflected for the first time in her life. Or, maybe she didn’t. But for the first time ever, she shared her self-reflection with me. That – for sure – is true. That’s the amazing thing about having kids. You get to witness their first-evers and those first-evers last……forever? I don’t know the expiration date on that but while it … Continue reading I’ve Been Giving My Threenager a Bad Rap

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Family, Gratitude, Parenting, Uncategorized

Stay With Me – Ignoring That Pile of Dishes In My Sink

Last week I felt like I was constantly rushing. Rushing downstairs when I woke up to make the coffee and get myself ready. Rushing to rouse the girls and help them get dressed and brush their hair. Rushing out the door and heading to daycare drop-off – making sure I pulled into the parking lot precisely at 7:15. I knew I had a one minute … Continue reading Stay With Me – Ignoring That Pile of Dishes In My Sink

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Friendships, Parenting

How Parenting and Being in a Gang Are Basically the Same

They sport their affiliation with their clothing or jewelry. Is their necklace hand-crafted from organic seed beads? Does it boast a little silver Tiffany tag? Or is it made from the macaroni noodles a toddler strung together? It’s a little more subtle, but it’s similar to spying a colored bandana or a tattooed area code on a forearm. They’ve got territory that’s theirs and territory that isn’t. … Continue reading How Parenting and Being in a Gang Are Basically the Same

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Family, growing up

8 Ways I’m Aging That Totally Snuck Up On Me

I’m no longer young. This awareness didn’t hit me all at once, it occurred gradually over an extended period of time. You know how old-school glass windows flow downward, but the flow happens so slowly you can’t see it happening, it just eventually becomes obvious that the bottom of the window is much thicker than the top? The accumulation of evidence that proved I am … Continue reading 8 Ways I’m Aging That Totally Snuck Up On Me

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Parenting

Housekeeping After Having Kids

Before having kids I understood the vague notion that becoming a parent involved taking care of and cleaning up after my offspring. What I didn’t realize before having children was just how much cleaning I would have to do, and on top of that, how disgustingly filthy my household would become despite all of the continuous energy being directed towards scrubbing and sanitizing. It all begins with … Continue reading Housekeeping After Having Kids

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Parenting, Parenting: Reasons to Panic

This is Why Car Seats Are So Panic-Inducing

I distinctly remember the first time I was forced to interact with a car seat.  I’ve teamed up with Tesco this week to share what it is about car seats that I find so harrowing.  My nephew was an infant and I was pregnant with my first child.  My sister-in-law, a seasoned mother of two, was getting out of her car, deftly juggling her iced … Continue reading This is Why Car Seats Are So Panic-Inducing

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Gratitude, Parenting

Don’t Worry, Second Child. I Love You, Too.

Dear Second Child, Yes, the first child has so many photos.  So many intricate descriptions in the baby book. So many mementos.  So many journal and blog posts oohing and awwing over them. As the second, you might feel a little neglected.  Where are my eight million photos categorized by month? Where’s my blog post about the first coo or the first “Mama!” or the first taste of a … Continue reading Don’t Worry, Second Child. I Love You, Too.

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