We could hardly stand the anticipation. When my sister and I were little, we often turned Christmas into a mission. My sister was the Head Spy. She would lead the hunt because of her amazing telepathic skills. She had this uncanny knack for being able to discover our mother’s hiding spots for our presents, no…
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Fame. Glory. The adoring masses. It’s what draws us all into the vocation of motherhood, right? For a moment, let’s just imagine that being a rock star mother could be a process as fast-tracked and glamorous as the making of an American Idol … Ryan Seacrest: Will Peggy’s handling of her 3-year old’s temper tantrum wow the…
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If it truly takes a village to raise a child, why do we mothers often feel like we live on a deserted island — and that society views us as the village idiots? With a combined 33 years of mothering experience, we’ve learned a thing or two about what moms need. Having been needy more…
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