Tag: transitions
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I Complete What My Kids Begin, and I Wouldn’t Have It Any Other Way
Get Pregnant Fast I reached for the box of Frosted Mini-Wheats and gave it a shake. Ugh, empty. Peering inside revealed just three lonely morsels floating in a sea of crumbs. Not one to waste food, I poured them into a bowl and polished them off. Next, I grabbed the box of Honey Graham Oh’s…
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Navigating the In-Between Years of Parenting
Get Pregnant Fast It’s hard to pinpoint the exact moment it happened, but it definitely did. Was it during the summer? Or perhaps it was a gradual shift that began last fall? Did it occur in a flash, like the Big Bang, marked by milestones I failed to notice? Or was it more of a…
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My Son Now Visits Only Occasionally: A Mother’s Reflection
Get Pregnant Fast It’s been a long three months since my son left for his first semester at college, and tonight, I can’t help but smile. The chaos of family life has returned; the sink is piled high with dinner dishes, and the washing machine is back to its usual groan. The refrigerator door has…
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When We Were Young: A Reflection on Parenting and Growth
Get Pregnant Fast Long ago, we called a quaint family farm home, where three of us created a life together. Jake was the sixth generation of his family to call that century-old farmhouse his own. We spent our days tearing down old ceilings, constructing larger closets, and painting every surface that could be transformed. Our…
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The Sprint Triathlon That Reflects a Mother’s Daily Life
Get Pregnant Fast Today, my partner is taking part in a sprint triathlon, which is truly impressive given the dedication and skill needed to seamlessly transition between events. From training to execution, it demands meticulous planning and incredible mental and physical endurance. Last year marked his inaugural triathlon experience, teaching us just how critical those…
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The Nest Is Partly Empty: Why Am I Feeling Less Productive Than Before?
Get Pregnant Fast In September, when all three of my kids finally headed off to school full-time, I was astounded. For the first time in 15 years as a mother, I had the exhilarating freedom of 30 hours each week to myself. The possibilities seemed endless, and I was ready to tackle everything I’d dreamed…