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The Struggle That Is Mombrain

The Struggle That Is Mombrain

Lately, I feel like I’m in a relentless struggle to remember anything and everything. I barely know what month we’re in, let alone what day of the week it is. I’m always in a constant search for my lost cup(s) of coffee, keys are being left in the door and my debit card is always…

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By Ashleigh, January 31, 2018
To The Mom At The Park: My Son Isn’t A Bad Kid

To The Mom At The Park: My Son Isn’t A Bad Kid

We both watched from the sidelines as my son ran up to yours and pushed him down. One minute my little boy was running around, laughing, minding his own business and the next, he went up to your tiny tot and shoved him. Instantly, I was flooded with intense embarrassment and shock. There might’ve been…

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By Ashleigh, September 23, 2017
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This Moment Is Everything

This Moment Is Everything

Disclaimer: Uncharacteristically sappy article lie ahead which may incite unexpected emotions. Proceed with caution. I claim no responsibility for the warm and fuzzy feelings that may overcome you while reading. As I write this, I’m staring down at my newest little one who is approaching two days old. Embracing her in my arms, I watch as…

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By Ashleigh, August 16, 2017
A Caution To Those Who Enter Our Home

A Caution To Those Who Enter Our Home

Family, Friends, Countrymen: I feel compelled to offer a warning of what waits for you upon entering our humble abode. Not only will I feel better in the hopes of abating any potential surprises and provide some lowered expectations, but you will have a better idea of the battle zone you’re about to walk into….

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By Ashleigh, June 20, 2017
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No More Toys Allowed

No More Toys Allowed

I’m done with the crap. I’m done with the overflowing bins of toys collecting dust. I’m done tripping over cars and blocks on a daily basis. I’m done finding dinosaurs in the laundry hamper and plastic farm animals in my bed. I’m done. When I look around my house, I’m surrounded by colorful, loud, annoying junk that hardly…

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By Ashleigh, June 11, 2017
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Please, Go Ask Your Father

Please, Go Ask Your Father

To My Dearest Children The apples of my eye. I love you, I do, but we need to gain some clarity on a couple of things. I must remind you, I am not your only parent. You know that person you call ‘dada’? The one you run to when mom says, “No”. Not only is he…

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By Ashleigh, June 6, 2017
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10 Types Of Kids You’ll Find At A Splash Pad

10 Types Of Kids You’ll Find At A Splash Pad

It’s hot and you have kids. Most likely you’ve taken them to a splash pad or at least heard of them (I hope). If you’ve never been, drop what you’re doing, shove your kids in their swim gear and find one ASAP. These aquatic playgrounds are a win-win for everyone involved. For kids, they get…

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By Ashleigh, May 21, 2017
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We Are ‘That’ Family At Church

We Are ‘That’ Family At Church

One Hour. 60 minutes. 3,600 seconds. It doesn’t seem like a long period of time, but come Sunday morning, it is the longest hour of my week. Every week we pull up to church and I have the highest hopes. Today is going to be the day we spend more time in church than outside….

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By Ashleigh, May 8, 2017
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An Open Letter To My TV: Many Thank Yous

An Open Letter To My TV: Many Thank Yous

I would like to take this moment to recognize all the times throughout the years my TV has given me a moment of peace or provided a much-needed distraction aiding me in surviving parenthood. My Dearest TV, You’ve gotten a pretty bad reputation over the years, especially related to your relationship with the kiddos. Research…

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By Ashleigh, April 29, 2017
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Accidental Stay-At-Home Mom

Accidental Stay-At-Home Mom

In a state of everlasting exhaustion, operating on little to no sleep, here I am using a tiny toddler fork to shovel the smallest amount of pasta off my son’s leftover lunch plate into my mouth. With no time or energy to prepare something for myself, I pick from his mangled abandoned rations. I’ve been known…

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By Ashleigh, April 17, 2017
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