April Moments

Maybe, just maybe, telling the story is just as important as the story itself

Summer

A parent’s perspective on the Olympics

I am a sucker for the Olympics. Combine my inability to turn off the TV before midnight every night with Cecilia’s middle-of-the-night feeding anytime between 2 and 4 a.m., and I have not been getting much sleep lately. But, it’s the Olympics. Once every two years. The greatest athletes in the world. Difficult to willingly […]

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Holiday hatred

In honor of the Fourth of July yesterday, I thought this would be an appropriate time to quickly confess my hatred of holidays. Well, not all holidays. Admittedly, I despise some more than others. In the spirit of being timely, allow me to share my gripes regarding Independence Day. Probably the most annoying aspect of […]

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Homey happiness

There are many sayings, clichés even, about home. Everyone knows if you click your ruby slippers together three times and say, “There’s no place like home,” you’ll be transported to Kansas. And, there are songs, books and movies that allude to the phrase, “Home is where the heart is.” The essence of home can include […]

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The working mom conundrum

I do not like complaining, but forgive me while I complain. I cannot help but remember what my life was like last year at this time. Being that I was employed by a school system, I was off work — on my fabulous six-week summer break that I am so missing right now. Not having […]

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