A Bonafide Miracle: The Story of Our Mighty Mia

A Bonafide Miracle: The Story of Our Mighty Mia

It has been a while since I have written. Often I have thought about carving out the time as I do so enjoy struggling through my thoughts, making them palatable to the interested reader. Yet, since the last post, people’s hearts who are close to mine have been run through the meat grinder. Consequently, I can’t seem to find a topic suitable for contemplation. Most categories rub as trivial when weighed against a human life, a baby’s life. So, maybe,…

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16 Items Found in the Natural Momma’s Medicine Cabinet

16 Items Found in the Natural Momma’s Medicine Cabinet

As I write this, I am standing in the predawn darkness of my kitchen listening to my morning ritual percolate awaiting the first child to belt out a grungy like cough that will catapult me into another days’ nursing. For many, the holidays are a joyous time. They are for us as well, however, inevitably from the over indulgence in traditional, frosted, caloric heavy delights, we ring in the new year stricken with the latest microbe wrapping my littles up in blankets,…

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Dear Single Men next Door, I Am Watching You

Dear Single Men next Door, I Am Watching You

Two weeks ago we moved back into the city. Little birds that we are, we read the snow and sub zero temperature report, packed up, and went…north actually, down, out of the mountains. We landed back on our block with our comfortable neighbors, familiar sirens, 10 minutes from all things convenient. There is a new development, however. We now share a city lot with four bachelors who live in the house next to us. Bonafide twenty somethings, big trucks, single-ish,…

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10 Women I Want My Daughters to Emulate: A Prayer

10 Women I Want My Daughters to Emulate: A Prayer

  Sometimes, I watch my children’s behavior toward a sibling and I cringe, not because of the action displayed, but because of the soil of the child’s heart revealed by the unsightly performance. There are also times I catch a glimpse of my daughter’s countenance that pierces my heart, for it is a sad look that, at times, seeps into her, causing her little frame to slouch. I ask her what is wrong, she doesn’t know. She is struggling with…

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Clear Vision: A Constant Battle

Clear Vision: A Constant Battle

Caution: this is a long one. If your surroundings allow you twenty minutes, grab a quiet spot and struggle through this one with me. I am as blind as a bat. Seriously, I sport glasses in bed to see if my husband is listening or sleeping. My mind is cloudy in the morning until that first burst of coffee hits my brain constricting the vessels curiously awakening logical reasoning capabilities. Bread absolutely darkens my mood. There is a direct link…

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I’m Nicer When I’m Sick

I’m Nicer When I’m Sick

My eyes popped open at 5 AM this morning. As I threw my legs over the side of the bed dizziness and nauseousness hit me like a freight train. I have not felt like this in years. The nausea has subsided, the dizziness remains rendering me to a seated position indefinitely. As a result, our home life has slowed from a jog (one can’t go much faster with littles) to an awkward crawl. The girls are alternating school next to…

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