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Day 3: Shedding Weight, Shedding Wounds

Righty-ho, here we go. Today is Day 3 of an incredible journey. Actually – that’s a radical understatement. This journey is going to be the… 180 more words



This is my pride and joy.

I absolutely am madly and completely in love with him and each day I anxiously wait for 5:30 to come around when I can pick him up from the babysitters and spend the entire evening with him. 34 more words


As my first nursery purchase, I bought this Pottery Barn swivel glider. I envisioned touching scenarios bonding with my daughter, comfortably breastfeeding her in that chair. 530 more words

Pottery Barn

Confessions of a terrible baker, and how my mum rescued me

I have a confession to make – as my children and husband know, I’m a terrible baker. If it wasn’t for them, it’s quite possible that my oven would be used for shoe storage, like Carrie’s in Sex and The City. 587 more words


first world problems and my need to break for spring

Lately it seems I’m deluged by everyone’s first world problems.  What is a first world problem you ask?  Good question.  I’m not sure if it’s an actual phrase or if I just made it up.  473 more words


It's Sanity Not Vanity

So many of us question the importance of our appearance. We spend money on teeth whiting but walk around with a grease ponytail for days (nothing wrong with that), it’s unbalanced. 368 more words


How dare you make me apologize for my children existing

So I’ve been markedly absent for a few months now. And I have a very good reason, I’m losing my job. Every “free” moment of every evening has been spent searching AND applying for jobs. 1,198 more words

Kids And No, Not The Goat Kind