I've known Mazi since he was two — a precocious little boychild with a smile as wide as the sea and eyes so bright they'd melt a thousand stars. Though it's been a lifetime since he and his father came into my life, it feels like just yesterday that I was holding his little hand in mine, walking barefoot through the grass at Ft
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The Send-Off
If you’ve got one, you know it ain’t pretty. You can smell them and their stinky socks/underarms/breath coming down the hall.
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Scent of a . . . Tween Boy
Magoo's life is filled with 5 main activities, making friends, cracking me up, crying because he's not currently playing on the Wii , telling me he's hungry, and smelling his Big Ducks . Today's post focuses on the “cracking me up” portion of his life's work.
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My Well Child
Taylor at Project Pregnancy: I tend to arm myself with knowledge in the midst of change, or in contemplating it. I�m a library book junkie, and my book-borrowing record reflects the subtext of my life.
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Pregnancy & Parenting Books: What Are Your Go-To Titles?
The last few weeks have been really hectic.
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Family Budget Boot Camp: What’s Really Important
When one couple started exploring adoption, they had no idea that an around-the-world journey would lead them to the love of their life: a tiny girl with HIV
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An HIV Adoption Story
Eight years ago today I was diagnosed with cancer. Chronic Myelogenous Leukemia (CML). At the time I thought my life as I knew it was over.
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Today is My Cancerversary!
Friday started out to be a normal, boring day like every other in my life lately — until I opened my email to find that my short sale had finally been approved!!
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Family Budget Boot Camp: A Short Sale, Not a Foreclosure
I shop at the grocery store, so I have lots of time to contemplate what my life would be like if I were a celebrity mom. I’ve decided I’m against it, and I will tell you why. read more
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Glad I’m Not a Celebrity Mom
Recently, my friend Bianca (a mother of four like me) said something that gave me a good chuckle: “It seems that half my life is spent dealing with food — planning for it, shopping for it, fixing it and cleaning up after it.” I laughed. And then I stopped laughing. Because, wow, she’s right
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Book Review: Family Feasts for $75 a Week