The last time we had a babysitter, it was a nightmare. Shea was mid-“sleep regression” (or mid-toddler h-e-l-l, who knows) and from our restaurant table, we were watching her on the Blink camera installed in…
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Several months ago, I came up with the idea to do dietitian-guided grocery store tours that helped diabetics better navigate the grocery store with label reading and a carbohydrate controlled diet in mind. Those tours…
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The other day at work my coworkers and I were talking about whether or not we’re “type A” personalities. Some of us are very much so type-A and I say that in a good way,…
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When I was pregnant with Shea, I swore that I’d never be “that parent” that lost their own identity. I always joke that I’m the kid that won’t grow-up — I’ll be 31 in less…
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Tomorrow is Cinco de Mayo. Gee, that crept up on me. Perhaps it’s the 40 degree, rainy weather that has me feeling less than celebratory? Anyway, it certainly doesn’t feel like May…even for Michigan weather.…
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Happy Friday! A week ago we went in for baby girl’s anatomy scan – the whole gang. Mark watched the baby move while Shea snacked and silently sat in confusion, taking in all of her…
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