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A Girl, Her Dog, and the Goodbye
Detroit Moms Blog welcomes our community’s input on this difficult topic and is pleased to offer this guest post from Micki Rubinstein:
In May of 2003, I received a call informing me she was born....
Why I Clean Instead of Sleep
While I wave goodbye to the babysitter backing out of our driveway and lock the front door, I hear the shower turn on upstairs. My husband’s shoes lay haphazardly on the foyer tile while...
Six Reminders of Infertility and Tips to Successfully Navigate Them
Detroit Moms Blog welcomes our community’s input on this important topic and is pleased to offer this guest post from Gloria Raines, a local infertility warrior:
Navigating through the seemingly unchartered waters of infertility seems...
Guest Post: Chinese Medicine and Infertility
Chinese Medicine has a lot to offer those who are looking to conceive. Acupuncture increases blood flow to the reproductive system, regulates hormones, and calms the nervous system. Of course I recommend seeing an...
A “Play Date Mom” No More
As I helped my son climb down a play structure, I saw her. From the back, she looked adorable: ankle socks, leggings, a baggy sweater, and a matching snow hat, complete with a pompon....
When Life Seasons Change
Besides the short period where my obsession with whales made me think I needed to become a marine biologist, I had always wanted to teach. I loved school, enjoyed helping others, and held a...
Moms, Please Let Me Feel
During the 3.5 years I’ve been a mother, I haven’t been able to eat alone, pee alone, shower alone, or just ever BE alone. Nevertheless, I’ve never– in 31 years– felt so alone.
In her...
No FOMO Here: Parties Just Aren’t For Me
My name is Danielle Alexander, and I loathe parties. Always have and probably always will.
It all started when I was 10. (Well, it had to have been apparent a lot earlier; however, fourth grade...
When Your Mother has Breast Cancer
My mom and I love chocolate and coffee. We value being humble and kind. We’re both former teachers and mothers of two. But one difference between us is that she had cancer, and I...
Coping with Mommy Brain
Nails were clipped, baths had been given, and the dry cleaning was already picked up. I added four diapers, a new pack of wipes, the recently-washed changing pad, and footie pajamas to my son’s...