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My daughter is taking gymnastics class once a week. Here, she is learning to walk across a beam without falling. The lower balance beam, which is a few inches off the ground, is crossed quickly, without hesitation, without help. However the balance beam that is raised high off the ground, approximately 3 feet, cannot be so easily crossed. She climbs… Read more →

I Don’t Care.

So we are currently moving. And one of the fun parts of moving is that you find things you forgot you had. My husband stumbled onto one of these so-called forgotten things: a box of photos. Herein lied photos of my early twenties and mid-twenties, the period before I was married and a mom. Some pictures brought back good memories,… Read more →

My Daughter’s Balloon

There’s something about a helium balloon. Just one, on its own, evokes feelings of youthful happiness. A reminder of when times were simpler, when one balloon tied to the wrist could make me believe I was special.  There’s something magical about how it floats upwards. Happily, it seems to bounce with me as we walk in unison. Laughing and smiling… Read more →

Birthday Party Planning Fun

I love parties. I love planning parties. I love all of the DIY ideas on pinterest and the internet for making toddler parties spectacular. But I don’t have time for that, and as much as I’d like to have it all look perfect, I have to be honest with myself: no child cares about the food table arrangements, whether the… Read more →

Happy Birthday Beautiful Girl!

A Valentine’s Day and birth story all in one. Warning: If you are pregnant with your first, DO NOT READ THIS. Wait until after you give birth. Today my daughter is 3, and in this last year she has grown up so much into a smart, beautiful little girl. She can tell me when she is happy, sad, scared, and mad.… Read more →

“Fat Talk” Reflections from a Groupon Fail

  Last week I had a Groupon to “get my hair did”. It was not a good experience, as it took 4 weeks from my initial phone call to get in, and I got the most mediocre highlights of my life. But this isn’t about how I feel ripped off and will never go back. In making small talk with… Read more →

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