Mom-fessions of a Flexible Riser

If you ask my husband, he’ll say I’m a morning person. I must admit, morning is my cup of tea.  With the fresh air and the birds twittering and the day shaking off the dew of the night: every single thing is rife with possibilities.  Everything has a new chance in that morning slant of sun, or…

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Mom-fessions of an Early Bird

Lacing up my sneakers and sneaking out the front door, the sun, glinting through the space between the leaves of the old oak tree, greets my sleepy eyes with a warm good morning. Sunrise, my old friend. It has been hot here recently. We have had more than the average handful of oppressive, over 100+…

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Mom-fessions of a Night Owl

I have a confession to make. But first, let me give you a little run through of my morning. I wake up 30 minutes after my five-year-old, which gives her ample time to watch one of her favorite shows and get good and hungry. Get the baby from his crib, change his diaper and get…

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