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C-Section? God damn right you gave birth.

Brace yourselves. I have my ranty pants on. I try to keep this a place where I do not share bad things (I’m not into hate reading or outrage mongering), but as I’ll explain…there’s a reason I’ve made an exception for this one. 780 more words

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Write What You Know...Or Not

Seems like nowadays I’m getting ideas from any and everywhere. Whether I’m having a bland conversation with a coworker or daydreaming in line at Starbucks, inspiration can strike at any time. 593 more words


No dummy.

So it happened. Yesterday morning. He coughed and it fell in the toilet. And that was that.

Yep. After months of wondering when the right time would be to tackle the Little Mister’s giving up of the dummy/pacifier/binky/soother (whatever you know it as), fate sorted it out for me quick smart. 1,711 more words

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Pain is a Gift

My four-year-old daughter tugs on my shirt as I stand at the sink washing dishes and says, “Mommy, I have a gift for you.” I turn to see her green eyes wide with delight, and in her chubby hand, rests a softball-sized item wrapped in white printer paper that has been decorated with crayon scribbles. 277 more words

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The "Strong Female Character" Problem

Disclaimer: This is not an anti-feminist tirade. Promise.

I was given the idea for this post by The Brain in the Jar.

I have an issue with “strong female characters.” Not them themselves, I suppose, and not their writers. 303 more words


Am I the Only One?

I’m an introvert. A proud one at that. But sometimes, I feel like I’m missing out on a lot of things because of it. I look at my brother, who has a very active social life and a large circle of friends and I think: “Am I missing out?” Take today for an example: It’s my brother’s 17th birthday and as always, we had a little party for him, just the family. 190 more words

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It’s Now Hip to Be Square

Huey Lewis and the News came out with a great song in the 80’s entitled “Hip to be Square”.   That song and I connected right away because, as the daughter of Southern Baptist missionaries, I was never “hip”.  632 more words

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