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It has been a rainy week here. And when I say rainy I don’t just mean brief periods of soft rain lightly misting the flowers and greening up the grass. I mean absolute downpouring rain. I mean standing at the bus stop waiting for my kid with water gushing around my ankles in a river
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Recently, someone gave us a box of conversation starter cards to use with kids. The cards cover a range of topics, and have been a fun way for us to talk about some different things at our dinner table. Sometimes Finley’s answers are predictable and sometimes they catch me totally off guard. The other day
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The algorithm knows me well and frequently feeds me parenting/mothering specific content. There’s a lot of it. Something I’ve been seeing more lately is posts with the general idea that it takes mothers some extended amount of time to “return to normal” after giving birth. I’ve seen it in a few iterations, taking about “getting
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Today, the twins are 9 months old. I remember that this age was around when I started to really have fun with my oldest. I remember shortly after Finley was born, I showed up at a friend’s house for a group hang, baby in tow. It was the first time many of them were seeing
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My son is almost 5 years old and we’ve officially entered the era of having friends over. Finley has been asking to have one of his little buddies over for dinner for months, and this weekend I finally got my act together enough to make it happen. I had a million excuses for not inviting
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Last weekend, I participated in an IF:Local women’s conference at my church. We enjoyed some time together and watched several of the sessions from IF:2024 that took place in February. The first session of the day was a message from Christine Caine, someone I’ve heard about for years but never heard speak until now. It
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I live in Ottawa and every single year, the entire city falls victim to false spring. After a long, cold, and snowy winter, temperatures finally peek above freezing and the sun shines for a couple of days in late March or early April. The snow melts, at least enough that hints of grass start poking
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When we found out we were having twins, we of course asked everyone we knew or met with twins for advice. We heard a huge variety of advice that sometimes contradicted itself. But one thing that almost everyone told us was that the first six months would be unbelievably hard and then it would start
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Parenting is so weird. I remember a few weeks after having my son, I told Kent that I felt like Michael Scott: There’s this strange idea that once you become a parent, particularly a mother, there’s some sort of instinct that kicks in and you’ll just know what to do. I guess that sort of
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