Parenting

From Bundle of Joy to Tiny Wrecking Ball in the Blink of an Eye
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From Bundle of Joy to Tiny Wrecking Ball in the Blink of an Eye

Angelo and me, on a daily basis   My son is almost one, regardless of my denial. He is walking and chattering away in his own language, usually in loud, angry-sounding tones that turn into maniacal laughing. Getting dressed these days means navigating my closet by way of toys scattered on my closet floor. I…

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words, Not a Thousand Dollars
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A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words, Not a Thousand Dollars

Act natural. (What was wrong with me? Seriously.) Once upon a time, in the land of hair spray and cassette tapes, a family unit would travel to the nearest Sears/Walmart/JC Penney portrait studio in order to awkwardly pose in the fashion of the day and capture the moment in time. (See Exhibit A, to the…

Why My Husband is Lucky to have Someone Else’s Leftovers
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Why My Husband is Lucky to have Someone Else’s Leftovers

Surviving-the-whirlwind faces My husband and I celebrated our first wedding anniversary in May. Though this inaugural year of marriage was filled with events that would test any relationship (bought a house, moved, had a baby, survived the newborn phase), neither one of us regrets saying, “I do.” (Yay!) For a trip down memory lane, read…

Let’s Get Physical…Or Not
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Let’s Get Physical…Or Not

I have never been an athlete. From my observations, it seems that an interest in physical fitness is typically fostered from a young age. My first experiences in this area, however, were anything but nurturing. I’m the one in the faux fur coat. Seriously. Picture it: Small Town, Florida, 1990-something. PE classes at my Catholic…