My birthday is the day before Halloween and while I love to decorate and dress up, I’m kind of a scaredy cat. Last year my one year old was a cute little Elmo! We went to Boo at the...
I am a mom of two boys with a third baby on the way. Up until a week ago, I was convinced this new little one would be a boy. WRONG. We are having a GIRL! We couldn't be...
Let's talk TOYS! I dont know about you but having 2 littles, I often find myself drowning in toys. Whether its blocks, fire trucks or the mini-bicycle that my son likes to push around the house there are always...
Family dinners at a restaurant can often be a dreaded activity for parents. After our {very busy} son was born we felt the pull to continue to take the opportunity to dine out. We enjoy the chance to be served...
Meet Michelle. On May 15, 2019 at the age of 35 years old she was diagnosed with Stage 2 Invasive Ductal Carcinoma (IDC) with the classification of Triple Negative Breast Cancer. This form of breast cancer is unfortunately one...
My first love was reading and my favorite book in Kindergarten was “Chicka Chicka Boom Boom”. Over the years, my love for reading grew into a love for writing and the rest is history. When I finally became a...
I’ll never forget the morning I found myself walk-running through a dimly, and unfamiliar school hallway, frantically looking into each classroom, desperate for a sign of life.
“My darlings, are you here for Sunday school?” the nun asked, gliding across...
My mom, an amazing woman who created a magical childhood for my brothers and me and serves as an extraordinary example of a wonderful mother, wife, and friend, passed away when I was 19, a full decade before I...
I’ve tried it all … coupon clipping, loyalty customer cards, thrift store shopping, targeting sales and even product sampling and surveys. But NOTHING has saved my family more money than warranties. A few years ago, I began to consistently...
October is Domestic Abuse Awareness month. That's very fitting for me because it was a crisp, clear morning in October when I finally allowed myself to admit that I was being abused, and my husband was the abuser.
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