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The Anarchist and The Artist

In my teenager’s eyes, he was beautiful. Billy was a leather jacket-wearing musician with unruly dark hair that was as rebellious as his nature. His piercing blue eyes and his grin that was both seductive and mischievous made him every girl’s ideal bad boy.  But the thing was, his heart was pure. He was the type […]

I have a Mom Bag. And other new realizations about motherhood.

I have a Mom Bag. Inside you may find: Extra clothes for the baby, because blowouts. Extra clothes for me, because blowouts of epic proportions. Snacks for the baby. Snacks for me, because once a baby starts eating solids it becomes a quantum physics lesson to balance their appetites, teething status, nap schedule vs eating […]