If you are already in a rut packing lunches or are just looking for fresh ideas, here are some foods to send with your child!

And even a tiny bit of Play-Doh residue left on her hands or pushed underneath a fingernail has the potential to cause a big-time reaction. It didn’t – thank God. But that lesson did show me that I live in an ignorant bubble when it comes to food sensitivities and allergies – and I will never take for granted my kids’ normal digestive systems ever again.

The time to take care of our health and prevent diseases, like Alzheimer’s, is NOW. What, you’re too young for dementia? Most likely, yes, you are too young to have dementia right now (no, mommy brain doesn’t count).

I’m telling you, if something has the power to make you appreciate everything around you, make you have more empathy and compassion and generosity towards others, and also grow your faith and positive attitude – everyone should have it. That’s why I agree with the patient that everyone should have cancer for a day.

Lily was diagnosed at age 4. You’ve read our story through diagnosis. Fast forward over the next few years, and we find Lily in 3rd grade.

When I left you last, Lily had just begun methotrexate and was having a rough time. Luckily for us, she was one of the fortunate ones who was able to somewhat adapt to the meds.

Sounds like an escape from the everyday, right? This is what you will experience when you have a facial at Hope Della Skincare in Bellevue. For busy moms, the relaxation component probably ranks at the top for reasons to get a facial, but it also has great benefits for your skin.

Perhaps if I hadn’t been so confident, I might have heard the discussion about the amount of pain that comes with a C-section. My post is not meant to scare anyone. But I’m hoping that by sharing my experience with pain, those of you who go through a C-Section are a little better prepped for the pain than I was.

When you’re struggling with infertility, babies enter your mind countless times a day. And not just in the jealousy of seeing a new mom pushing a stroller, or the countless pregnancy announcements on Facebook. Your whole future seems blurry and full of what-ifs. The size of your family quietly creeps into daily decisions.

It’s okay to cry. It’s okay to be angry, to feel betrayed by your own body. It’s okay to feel bitter when your friends share miraculous stories about getting pregnant on the first try. It’s okay to sit quietly as one of your friends complains about their pregnancy, and then excuse yourself to go sob silently in the bathroom.