Tag: mom
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Let’s raise a glass to the township moms who fought so hard to raise us
Women in my community don’t take retirement at 60 years old. They work well into their twilight years because they don’t believe in idleness.
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How I’m learning to love routine & change the look on my face
According to a friend, I have the most spectacular RBF (Resting Bitch Face) he’s ever seen. He hadn’t come across the term until I introduced him to it one day at work.
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The 3 parenting life-lessons I learned from my rescue mutt
I was going to be a rock star school governing body (SGB) mom. Ten years in, I know how foolish I was at the start and I’ve learnt some lessons. And some of those lessons came from a rather surprising source.
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The bittersweet joy of your child learning to swim without you
At 10 and a half, she is in the golden age of childhood. Old enough to bake cupcakes on her own, but not so old that you worry she might be smoking cigarettes in the garage if you haven’t seen her for longer than 20 minutes. It’s a beautiful age to watch.
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The Toughest Choice I Ever Made as a Mom
I was 28 years old and had been offered my dream job. I was also about to give birth to the miracle child that I never thought I would be able to have.
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The Three Amazing Women Who Shaped & Changed My Life
The legacy of women who surround my daughter’s life makes up an intricate trampoline, from which she will – one day, sooner than I’d like – spring into adulthood.
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My Life is Like a TV Series, & I’m Not Going to Change the Channel
If there’s one thing I’m proud of from my single parenthood journey (I don’t declare myself as such anymore), it’s this: laying the foundations for my daughter and I to be a team, all the time.
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My Son is in Matric, & I’m the One Who’s Freaking Out
Kid1 and I have been through some tense times lately. We’ve chatted, we’ve argued, we’ve looked at the Future from so many angles. This is change on steroids. We’re both clueless and what’s clear is we’re not ready.
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A freckle made me fall in love with my boys all over again
William Blake saw the world in a grain of sand, and infinity in a flower. Here’s a tale of a mother who saw love in a freckle on a little boy’s hand, opening her heart anew to the joy and wonder of a connection that goes beyond mere flesh and blood. By Stacey Vee