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Parenting Injuries! --funny blog with VIDEO

Photo by: Jennifer Weedon Palazzo MomCaveTV

Everyone knows that carrying and birthing a baby is physically challenging, that recovering from having a baby is physically challenging. But no one tells you that it doesn’t end there. Parenting hurts. Physically and emotionally.

At my baby shower for my first child, a mom of grown children made a toast. She said, “From now on, your heart will be walking around outside of your body.” I loved that sentiment. It’s one thing to worry, fret, and be heartbroken about your SELF. But when you are responsible for another human’s life from start to finish, you will experience emotions that I’m not a skilled enough writer to describe…. More

Photo by: Kristin Gambaccini

I Was Lost in the Laundry. Did Anyone Even Notice I Was Gone?

Photo by: Kristin Gambaccini

I was watching a daily news program during my morning 15 Minutes of Silence.

If you mamas out there don’t practice this habit, trust me, you need this. Start your day, before the kiddos wake up and the chaos ensues, with at least 15 minutes of only you, your fav coffee mug and whatever you fancy: Candy Crush, The Today Show, Facebook, planner planning, bible journaling, staring off into space, dreaming of going back to bed in 15 hours. Whatevs. You choose. And because wine is frowned upon in the mornings, this really is the next best thing. It is so good for the soul and for your AM ‘mom mood’…. More

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Unsubscribing from the Culture of Busyness

by Leslie J. Davis
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Sometimes I feel guilty when people complain about how busy they are, like we’re getting away with something scandalous. Maybe we are…? When it comes to being busy, our family is definitely not keeping up with the Joneses. Our lives are full, and at times, very full, but we typically aren’t “too busy.” What I mean by this is that we make a conscious effort not to overextend ourselves with commitments. We don’t subscribe to the belief system that being busy is good. That being busy is necessary. That being busy defines us…. More

Photo by: Karen E. Rosenberg

9/11 Memorial

by Karen E. Rosenberg
Photo by: Karen E. Rosenberg

My heart ached. I sucked in my breath. My eyes filled with tears.

I did not expect to have this reaction to the 9/11 Memorial.

I expected to see a nice monument with the names of those that lost their lives in the towers and on the planes. What I got was so much more. No picture, no articles, no first-hand accounts had prepared me…. More

Photo by: Corby and Ruah, June 2018

Letter to My Daughter

by Corby J. Caffrey-Dobosh
Photo by: Corby and Ruah, June 2018

When I was only a daughter, a sister to brothers, a sister to one sister, a wife to a husband, and a mother to sons, I prayed to a father-God. I did not doubt, sway, or psychologically challenge the camouflaged examples of sexism. I hardly questioned the existence of veiled capitalist-North American social-structure yolks that were to be borne only on the shoulders of women. I rallied against abortion. I submitted to touch and affection against my gut’s will. Blind, unwilling to see the pieces of woman-hate that pushed their way into my life’s puzzle, I was a soft feminist who focused on fitting in with patriarchy, earning validation from my family, and being under-welcomed by a church unworthy of my fealty. I bestowed more value on men’s accomplishments. I felt guilt and shame. I hated my body, my curves, and the shiny swirls etched in my skin that marked my babies’ becomings. I ignored the sanctity of my femaleness. I blamed my mom. I trash-talked other women, while comparing my shortcomings to theirs. I buried my needs, and blamed myself for the sexual violence I experienced. I was insecure and incapable of seeing and wielding my power. I cared for people and things that would never understand me, appreciate me, or return my care. I laughed at girly-ness. I thought my qualities and traits unimportant when they weren’t applauded by others. I disguised my voice with pixie pleasantries when I needed to rage. I dieted…. More

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