Healthy Baby, Healthy Mama

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By Kate Kole

I didn’t have a detailed birth plan. Without ever having ever gone through labor and delivery, I was unsure of how I’d feel about pain management or who I’d really want in the room when it was time to push. So, on the hospital form, I kept my preferences short and sweet. Healthy baby, healthy mama. That was it.

At 40 weeks and 6 days pregnant, I went into labor. After 28 hours, I gave birth to our sweet boy. I awaited the moment everyone promises, when all the pain and pushing evaporates and you hold your baby in your arms for the first time. Continue reading

The Things I Never Knew Before Becoming A Mom

The Things I Never Knew Before Becoming A Mom

By Chelsea O’Neal

I never knew many things before becoming a mother. I had heard “stories” from other parents but like many people, I thought “surely those are myths.” And then I became a mom and boy did things change.

I never knew how scary it was caring for another tiny little human. How delicate I’d think she was. How afraid I’d be to make the wrong decision in even the simplest of situations. I never knew I wouldn’t leave the house on time ever again. Or that when I’d finally leave, I’d be toting around a giant bag of everything in the house.  Continue reading

Stop Waiting For The Other Shoe To Drop

Stop Waiting For The Other Shoe To Drop

By Kate Kole

Last week, Chrissy Teigen shared on Instagram that her dog had gone to Heaven. Within seconds of seeing her post, I felt emotion begin to rise through my body. The kind signaling that a storm of uncontrollable tears and unspeakable words was coming. I grabbed a roll of paper towels (because I’m classy like that and we rarely have tissues on hand) and told my husband what had happened so that he’d understand why I was curled up in a ball on the other end of the couch crying. (Read: this isn’t our first rodeo of me losing it over random dogs on social media.)

This morning, the tears came again when Teigen posted a picture captioned, “The same day I got you, I told John I was sad. He asked why and I said because one day you’re going to be gone.” Continue reading

10 Non-Romantic Things to Do on Valentine’s Day

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By Catherine Miele

My husband and I have been married for almost ten years. That’s difficult for me to fathom, at times, considering I was a shy, anxious teenager who accumulated very little dating experience before meeting my future spouse senior year of college.

Despite being married for as long as we have, my husband and I are not overly zealous about Valentine’s Day.

Perhaps my apathy for Cupid and price-gouged roses is due to my lack of serious relationships over the years, or maybe I just don’t think we need a heavily commercialized holiday in order express our love to one another. Continue reading

Is February the Only Month of Love in Our Lives?

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By Isabel F. William

With February being a few days away, romantics all over the world are overwhelmed by a strange, jittery feeling. For some, this feeling represents excitement for the upcoming month of love and romance. For others, it’s a feeling of slight nervousness because of the pressure to plan perfect dates and gifts for their partners. And then, there’s a third side to this feeling. The feeling of pressure and slight sadness over the fact that this is yet another February they’re spending without a partner. Whether it’s excitement, anxiety or stress, it all comes down to a single month, or to be more precise, to a single day – Valentine’s Day, posing the inevitable question – is February the only month of love and romance in modern relationships? Continue reading

What I’m Just Now Learning About Self-Love

What I_m Just Now Learning About Self-Love

By Kate Kole

I grew up in the era of Freddie Prinze Jr. movies and Nicholas Sparks novels, and you’d better believe that my view towards romantic relationships was skewed accordingly. You know, towards that soul awakening, against all odds, white hot and passionate kind of experience. Which it seems, exists in some form and duration, but isn’t exactly the foundation of every lasting love story.

My journey towards self-love has proved to be equally misguided. It doesn’t look or feel like I thought it would. I firmly believed that once I sorted through my life and perfected myself, then I could accept and celebrate who I’d become. Self-love was a finish line to cross with a million road blocks to overcome and mile markers to get through first. Continue reading

This Year, Let’s…

This Year, Let's...

By Kate Kole

I’ve spent so many January 1st afternoons frustrated with myself. Because I already ate the row of brownies I vowed not to indulge in, or I lost the patience I promised I’d keep, or I skipped the morning meditation I resolved to stick to for 365 days. Less than 24 hours in, I’d already lost. Declared myself imperfect. Taken the inflated anticipation of a new year – a sparkling clean slate – and watched and felt as all its hope and all my eagerness slowly dwindled down to disappointment.

It seemed like I’d either a) set standards above myself or b) failed to meet the attainable standards I’d set. And either way, it felt really shitty. I felt really shitty. Continue reading

4 New Year’s Resolutions to Make in the Name of Love

By Isabel F. William

I may be a little chubby on the hips and I may have made one too many promises to myself, like the one where I’m giving up chocolate and carbs altogether along with dropping the Netflix binge-watching. I may also have mentally committed to working out regularly, five times a week. Maybe I’ve even gone to the point of promising myself to keep the family gatherings (hint: mother-in-law visits) civil. And maybe, but just maybe – I’ve failed to do all of these altogether. Continue reading

Wives, I Implore You: Date Your Husband

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By Dakota Burgess

I am one of those lucky women that can say her marriage is thriving, but it wasn’t always this way. I was 16 when my husband and I got together. I was young and head over heels in love, so when he proposed on Christmas Eve just after I turned 17, of course I said yes. A month later, we found out we were having a baby. All I’d ever wanted was to be a mama, and he afforded me that gift. When I was 18, we got married as a family of three. Our son was 8 months old at our wedding.

Through the years, we were “forced to grow up.” We knew what we were doing when we decided to have a baby and get married so young, but what we didn’t realize was the toll it takes on a relationship. Especially a relationship where we didn’t really get to know each other. We knew we loved each other and we were in it for the long haul, but I couldn’t have really told you what his hopes, dreams, and goals were. I don’t think I even really knew mine, except that they included him. Continue reading

How To Cope With Today’s 4 Worst Dating Trends

By Hannah Jane Thompson

Anyone who is actively seeking romance these days is almost certainly familiar with the rigamarole of online — and offline, TBH — dating that is par for the course for any single person in possession of a smartphone today.

In theory, two people swipe on one another, they chat, they date, and they either like each other or they don’t, and get on with their own sweet lives. Sigh. If only it were that simple. Continue reading