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FabFitFun- Treat Yo’Self To This Cool Box Of Fun!
You know how the term “self-care” has been bouncing around for the last few years? It’s actually a really important concept for moms, and it’s also one that I happen to suck at. You probably do, too. It sometimes feels impossible to take care of yourself when you’re bombarded by constant needs, and we often put ourselves dead last on the needs totem pole. This is exactly why I want to talk about FabFitFun! Let me immediately stress that I’m not being sponsored by them- I’m not getting any money or free stuff for sharing this. I’m genuinely psyched about this, & I want to tell you why you should…
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Word For Wednesday- Control
I’m sure you’re familiar with the term “control freak”. Either you know one, or you ARE one. I’m more of a B-type personality, taking things in stride, so I never considered myself to be someone who needs to be in control. As of late, I’ve seen certain aspects of myself that are more controlling than I realized. On #4’s birthday recently, I had a stack of her gifts on my bedroom dresser. I was about to carry them into the living room, when #5 approached and offered to help carry them. I said no, because it was just easier for me to do it. Why??? Of course there are times…
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Word For Wednesday- Pause
The word “pause” is a very familiar term. In my house, pause usually represents either the button I hit on the TV remote to (loudly) announce that dinner is ready. That’s for the younger kids. For my older crew, I pause the house’s internet access, which flushes the older kids out of hiding in all corners of the house like cockroaches. But the word PAUSE has entirely new meanings in my life as of late. I’m the first to admit that if I had a remote control that controlled my surroundings, you can bet I’d be hitting that “Mute” button every five seconds, because my kids are LOUD. Learning to…
