By Cassie I have been home with Aiden for exactly a month. Going into this I thought this would be a great bonding experience. A month home all day just me and Aiden. I had all these ideas of the things we would accomplish. The cleaning that would get done. The activities I would plan….
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Head Over Heels
By Cassie Somehow whenever my friends and I get together we end up talking about motherhood. I know mothers usually do talk about motherhood! However, none of my friends are mothers or fathers for that matter. Their curiosity about the whole event astounds me. Most of them assure me that they never wish to have…
GO GO GO
By Cassie I ran across an old newspaper the other day. The front page pictured three women from the early 1970’s. These women were the first trained “fire women” in Illinois. As I am reading the interview with these women I am appalled by the questions. “What will you do if you have a cake…
grab life and go
By Cassie I have lived in Illinois since I was ten years old. This week I went sledding for the first time ever. I know you guys are thinking how has she never been sledding? I was deprived as a child I suppose but this was in fact my first time. I decided it was…
Instructions for Parenting
By Cassie Kids don’t come with instructions and neither does being a single parent. There is no one way to raise your child. No one to tell you how to handle each situation, each moment, each emotion. Sometimes it’s easy to find the answer. Sometimes that motherly instinct comes raging in to save the day….
Fashion sense?
By Cassie I became a Godmother this week. It was a beautiful baptism and a lovely after party. We were getting ready to eat supper when an older relative approached me. “I love your hair,” She said. “and your dress, you look great.” I was flattered. It’s rare that I get compliments on my fashion…
What Makes A Good Mother?
By Cassie Last weekend was my son’s first tumbling meet. This wasn’t just a tumbling meet but also a milestone. This was the first time in my little man’s life when he was doing something independent of me. The first time I got to volunteer and bake cookies for the bake sale. My first real…