The Mother’s Day Blues: A Recap

Last year on Mother’s Day, my husband and I stupidly  optimistically decided we should take our kids to a popular chain restaurant. The girls were six years old and 19 months old (without a doubt the worst age for taking a child.. anywhere.) at the time, and...

Wrapping Up December With a Nice Red Bow

There are two months of the year that nearly kill me- May and December. Every time they roll around, I am blindsided by how busy we are. I hate that. A long time ago, when I was just coming to terms with my temperament and susceptibility to overstimulation, I remember...
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