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The Meaning of Life Found in Baby Cheeks.

The Meaning of Life Found in Baby Cheeks.

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I wonder if the gods made baby cheeks pressed against your own feel like magic on purpose? If they crafted it just so when the day feels the heaviest a soft brush of sleeping baby forehead against your lips can release more tension then an hour of yoga. There is nothing sweeter than baby. I am pretty confident one of…

Iced Coffee and Perspective

Iced Coffee and Perspective

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I am sipping a Hazelnut Iced coffee from a  local chain called Brewed Awakenings. I did not anticipate a delectable flavored coffee today, but The Hubbs thought it wise to bring one home. Knowing that a sip of artificially flavored caffeine would calm down my urge to run his face over with a Hummer. This morning Hubbs had to take…

Wicked Lazy.

Wicked Lazy.

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I am lazy.   People who know me in day to day life will read that last part, and think I am insane. They will think it isn’t true, but it is. I am wicked lazy. Most days I would rather not have to leave the bed. Especially if there is a baby in it. Babies in the bed are…

What’s Wrong With Porn?

What’s Wrong With Porn?

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There have been many times since  raising children that I  have asked Hubbs if we can go live off the grid. He always smiles at me like I am slightly crazy, and moves along in our conversation. That was until we decided to watch a  Netflix documentary called Hot Girls Wanted. The film follows five barley legal girls, or “teeny…

Woman Crush Wednesday: Buffy The Vampire Slayer

Woman Crush Wednesday: Buffy The Vampire Slayer

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 To celebrate my 50th blog post I decided to spend some time shouting out my lady loves. The first one being a fictional character, whom I can never get enough of. Buffy The Vampire Slayer! When Buffy originally aired it was before the DVR era. We were working with a VCR. Just using the acronym makes me feel ancient. All…

Somewhere  I Belong.

Somewhere I Belong.

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Yesterday Hubbs and I had a  very rare opportunity to leave the house for an hour while the sun was still out. We decided to head down to the beach and get some chowder. This is Rhode Island after all. On our way to the sand I thought of my cousin who is more like my sister. She and her…

PMS With No Period and Other Marvels of Breast Feeding.

PMS With No Period and Other Marvels of Breast Feeding.

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PMS with no period. I have no idea what kind of whack a do hormones are swirling around in my body, but holy God in heaven I am still a raging too much progesterone monster every two weeks with no period to dull the anger. I stand in front of the baking cabinet shoving chocolate chips down my throat.  I…

6 Things I learned as a First Time Kindergarten Mom.

6 Things I learned as a First Time Kindergarten Mom.

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   There is only one week of school left.  Next week I will walk into a cafeteria and watch my first baby graduate Kindergarten. Long gone are the days that it was just the two of us. Spending all day together doing chores, going out on adventures, and taking mid day naps snuggled up against each other.  I am sharing…

6 Things That You Miss When You Have Lots Of Kids.

6 Things That You Miss When You Have Lots Of Kids.

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1. Tv binging on the sofa half naked surrounded by snacks. The Hubbs and I are counting down the days until Orange is the New Black season three is ready to stream. We will have to watch it in broken pieces on the nights that there isn’t work to do, or I don’t fall asleep by the time I tuck…

I Am Really Good at Being Fat

I Am Really Good at Being Fat

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I have been a fat girl since I was 7. I spent my elementary school years in a small catholic school where I was bullied by a pack of assholes every day up until their parents couldn’t afford to send them to catholic school anymore. They were shipped off to public school when I was in 6th grade. The big…