A Toddler’s Grace

By Kate Kole

If my neighbors happened to look out their window that sunny December morning, they likely caught sight of me crying while picking up dog poop in our backyard.

It was approximately 11:47 a.m. and it had already been a day. Or rather, it had been four days. Four long days since I announced that we were ditching the diapers and starting the dreaded experience of potty training.

“Are you sure you want to start now?” My husband asked hesitantly before heading into his home office.

“There’s no good time,” I replied. It’s like the idea of starting Whole30. Once you consider birthdays and holidays and plain old Mondays, the stars just never completely align.

First, our son was too young. Then, I was pregnant again. Then, we had a newborn. If we were waiting for the perfect opportunity to potty train, our children would be in diapers for the foreseeable future, if not the next 18 years. 

I’d read the blogs, listened to the podcasts, stocked up on the essentials, and texted the moms that came before me. With two full bags of m&ms in the pantry (mini for #1 and regular for #2, in case you were wondering) ready or not, I was committed.

96 hours later, I did not feel committed.

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Small Things. Big Love.

By Kate Kole

A couple weeks ago, I had a “I’m super pregnant and all I want is a vegetarian sloppy joe” craving. I mentioned it to my mom on the phone and without pausing, she said, “I’ll go to the store in the morning and make them for dinner tomorrow night”. She came over with bags full the following afternoon and went to work in our kitchen.

That sandwich paired with kettle cooked potato chips was the best meal I’ve had in months. And it wasn’t just because she made what I’d so desperately been wanting, it was because of the way that she jumped at the opportunity to do something she knew would bring me joy.

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Be Away From Me

By a 3OT Guest Writer

“Be away from me” my almost-three-year-old boy shouts at me, for likely the seventh time this week. To compliment his bold declaration, he throws one small arm out straight in front him and swings it from side to side, as if indicating the exact amount of space he needs in order for me to “be away”.

Though he is good with language for his age, he obviously lacks a command of the English language, which sometimes win us some great little phrases. When he doesn’t want to snuggle before bed at night, I am told to “be off his body”. Typically my husband and I giggle about these mistakes in wording. We try to document them because we know that one day he won’t make mistakes like these. Or he will…. But it won’t be funny so much as a reason for a concerning parent teacher conference.

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It’s The Little Things

By De Elizabeth

Motherhood has a way of making one day bleed into the next with ease; life sometimes feels like a rotation of meals (most of which end up on the floor), cleaning up, making a mess, and cleaning up again. Morning catapults into the afternoon which slips into evening, all within seconds, even on the longest and toughest days. There’s a scene in the 2018 film Tully where Marlo (Charlize Theron) is essentially on a 2 a.m. loop: a montage of the light switching on, a diaper change, feeding, back to sleep, rinse and repeat. So much of motherhood, even beyond the newborn stage, feels a lot like that.

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Expectations Vs. Reality: Motherhood Edition

By: De and Kate

Let’s get one thing straight: the internet is simultaneously the best and worst thing to have ever happened to moms. On the one hand, you can google a homeopathic diaper rash ointment at 2 in the morning. On the other hand, google will also convince you that your baby might have diaper rash, but he also probably has a food allergy, some incurable skin condition, and maybe you should also see an early intervention specialist while you’re at it. (Rule number one: Don’t google anything.)

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Her Life Isn’t Perfect Either

By Kate Kole

Communal restrooms and a shared cubicle for a bedroom were hardly my favorite part of dorm living in college. I habitually whispered “I’m sorry” to my roommate as I whipped up my morning smoothie before 8 am class. No need for an alarm clock when you have a blender on full speed just feet away from your bunk. 

That being said, what I’ve come to retrospectively appreciate, was the inability to fully hide anything. 

My friends knew when I had a hard day, because I had to cry somewhere. And unless I chose a dirty bathroom stall, privacy wasn’t really an option. Homesickness, insecurities, and academic struggles were on full display. 

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13 Hilariously Accurate Memes About Motherhood

By De and Kate

Is that chocolate or poop?” followed by a quick lick to check and confirm might just be the most relatable mom movie scene ever. At the time Baby Mama first premiered, we were all, “Ew! How could she?” Fast forward 10+ years and a couple babies, and we’re like, “Been there, done that.”

Thanks to the modern-day invention of memes and social media, we can now see hilariously accurate depictions of motherhood on the daily. And as silly and simple as they may seem, they really do help us feel better understood and less alone on this journey.

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It’s Our Moral Obligation To Be Decent

It's Our Moral Obligation To Be Decent

By Kate Kole

I was glued to the news this weekend. To the point of shock, then confusion, then rage. Against my better judgment, I scrolled through the trending stories on Twitter, righteously nodding and vehemently shaking my head – depending on what the stranger on the internet in front of me had to say. I can’t even count the amount of times I said to my husband, “Okay, I know we’re already done talking about this. But, I just have one more thing to add.” Because that’s what I do when I’m upset. I talk. I process. I attempt to sort out the mess. And right now, I just can’t.

It feels like we’re standing in the middle of a screaming match. The lines are drawn. Our stances have been decided. There’s little, if any, wiggle room left for any of us to truly claim that we can see both sides. In my mind, I’m definitively right. In yours, you are too. Our belief systems are powerful things, equal parts passion and stubborn. Continue reading

The Only Gin Cocktail Recipes You Need This Summer

By Lauren Giles

I’ve had a busy summer — as many of you can probably relate — and this year I discovered gin.  Wow, is that delicious little spirit undervalued! It takes flavor really well and lacks that distilled aftertaste that vodkas sometimes have. As perspiration leads to inspiration and being a person with a more savory palate, I’ve learned these two delicious summer cocktails that I’d love to share. Ready?

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The Scream In The Car

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By Eliza David

You can’t punch a keystroke these days without running into a blog post about stress and how to rid yourself of it. Unsolicited advice inundates your social media timelines. It’s plastered within the glossy pages of magazines in your doctor’s office. And, be honest: we all have that one friend who swears by the rigors of CrossFit for calm.

Almost all of these advancements in stress relief have one thing in common: a financial investment. You end up shelling out $69.95 a month for a yoga studio membership, grasping the few precious moments of om that you can fit into your over-packed schedule. Monthly rubdowns by a talkative masseuse who insists on telling you why Game of Thrones is required viewing can be pricey as well. If these options do the trick for you, by all means…but I have a suggestion.

A free suggestion. (I have your attention now, don’t I?) Continue reading