Tag: featured
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1973: Aborted
Today was not what I expected it to be. The overturning of Roe vs. Wade is monumental, and honestly not something I thought I would see in my lifetime. Today is a day that will go down in history.
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Our God: A Shapes Primer | Product Review
In keeping with the other Baby Believer books, Our God features bold and appealing colors, and modern illustrations with a simplistic charm that will appeal to all ages.
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Homemade Honey Lavender Coffee Syrup
While I haven’t quite achieved coffeehouse-level flavor yet (to be honest, I’ve only made this recipe once), this simple syrup is delicious and a perfect addition to your summer iced coffee.
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Practical Tips for Staying Sane As A SAHM
These are crazy times. I don’t plan on writing a post about COVID-19. It’s not something I am inclined to discuss politically and frankly, there is already such a wealth of information available, I don’t feel compelled to share my personal thoughts. However, I am aware of the fact that so many people have been…
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Could Have Been
I feel the need to acknowledge today. Perhaps that is silly, because you never even experienced a February in your tiny existence. A due date is just an estimation, a prediction, a fullness of the time. We never got to reach that fullness, did we? You were smaller than I could imagine, and you disappeared…
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Tips For Road Tripping With Littles
Let’s face it – traveling with little ones can be intimidating. Especially the first time, when you have no idea how they will react to the long hours in the car (and when you’ve gone from a backpack of essentials to a packed-out car with a bag for every category of your life [plus extras]…
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5 Gift Ideas For One Year Olds
I don’t know about you, but I enjoy list posts – especially ones that actually have unique ideas and don’t break the bank. As Vivian’s first birthday approached, I began Googling such lists. I wanted toys that would grow with her a bit and be educational, rather than something she would tire of in a…
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Such As These
Her chubby hand, holding on to the edge of my shirt or wrapped around my finger. Always holding on. Her beautiful eyes, staring up into mine – blinking slower and slower, until finally they surrender to sleep and she lets out a contented sigh, sinking deeper into my arms.
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