Looking a gift horse in the mouth

  I first discovered the magic of horses at five years old, and, as the saying goes, we were off and running. By age seven, I (literally) landed my first pony-related concussion and sutures.  Undaunted, I climbed back into the saddle the moment the doctor gave the OK.  My parents were initially in some form

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Self Care, Extreme Self Care

My perfectionist streak means that I often try to be everything to everyone.  I am Super Mom.  The one who always volunteers to bring snacks for soccer practice.  And bakes her own bread, muffins, and pie every weekend.  And makes applesauce from scratch.  From apples that she picked herself.  And tomato sauce from the tomatoes

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Dear Hurting Child

My Sweet Child, We are finding ourselves once again in a familiar dance. The catalyst being the bruising of your tender places and the grand finale undoubtedly containing quite the bang. When you were young, I would sit in the middle of your room as you spiraled and raged around me. Silent and still, just sitting…waiting.

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“Why Are You Still Single?” And Other Questions Not To Ask A Divorced Mom.

“Why are you still single?” “Have you tried online dating?” “You should get yourself out there; hasn’t it been long enough?” “Don’t you want someone to be with on your kid-free nights?” “Do you think you’re being too picky?” I have been asked all of these questions by well-intentioned friends but whenever I respond, I

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I have zero desire to clean the toilet, but I do it anyway.

  In the past year I have read several articles about the “emotional labor” and “mental load” of motherhood.  Moms plan/coordinate everyone’s schedules, arrange carpools, schedule doctors appointments, research and schedule contractors/repairmen, plan vacations, arrange teacher conferences, locate missing household items, keep track of homework due dates, plan/coordinate meals, manage clothing needs, and even make

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