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A divorce at Christmas. And my days since.
Shortly after Christmas, my parents divorced. From there on, Christmas was split between my house and wherever my dad would land.
It's time to stop feeling shame about our periods
What I didn't know? That unexplained shame surrounding menstruation would follow me throughout life. I still hide a tampon up my sleeve or whisper to a friend if I’m in need of supplies, worried someone may overhear.
Breast Cancer Awareness Month :: Ellen's story
"You lose your breast, you lose everything that makes you female... and it's hard." This is Ellen's powerful story during Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
How little is too little? We're talking sex and marriage!
We've either done it, are doing it, or wondering when we might do it again? Sex seems ubiquitous in relationships and marriages, but is it? Today, we're chatting sex and marriage- how much is enough?
The teacher's experience of reopening schools during COVID? Not great.
Should schools reopen and how? We wanted to know the teacher’s experience with reopening schools. What is it like when you are suddenly the new frontline hero?
I am a working mom. And I am more than enough.
Some days though, it feels like I’m never where I should be. This is my life as a working mom. But I know one important thing: I am enough.
The joy of missing out is totally a cool thing.
The holiday season can be overwhelming and it seems like each year, it comes earlier and earlier. So IS there such thing as the joy of missing out? CityMom Morgan says yes.
Why our Christmas season starts in November
There are people completely against even mentioning the "C" word any earlier than after Thanksgiving. But not us: We celebrate Christmas in November.
I'm adopted. This is my story.
As a kid I assumed my birth mom was probably a princess locked up in a tower and therefore unable to raise me. I'm adopted and this is my story.
It's my mental health anniversary.
My mental health struggles were my personal business. Now I'm celebrating them. This is the anniversary of my mental health and I want you to know this:
A hard goodbye :: one CityMom's farewell to Indiana
"I've never lived anywhere outside of Indiana before now." writes CityMom Abby. "Saying farewell to Indy is officially my hardest goodbye."
My hardest goodbye: A story of miscarriage and heartbreak
Why do healthy women with good hearts and souls, a lot of love to give and a yearning for motherhood get pregnant only to have the baby taken away?
Hostess how-tos: theCityMoms tips for successful events
At theCityMoms, our members and Events team host up to 15 different events every single week {dramatic pause while that sinks in}. Here are our best hostess how to tips:
Girl, get a hobby
There’s nothing wrong with scrolling Pinterest or watching HBO - but there are personal and professional benefits to having a hobby. Girl, get one!
My daughter has an eating disorder. And it's my fault.
"Even as I look back on how we got here, I’m still in shock on how it all seems like it happened overnight." says CityMom D. "My daughter has an eating disorder. And I feel like it's my fault."
The chaos of motherhood is bliss.
The chaos of motherhood is like this, isn’t it? We begin with the best intentions but learn that for our sanity, sometimes something has got to give. #TheConfessional #MomLife
My father-in-law is dying.
My father-in-law is dying. My father-in-law with the kindest eyes and the incredible memory cataloging all of life's moments. My husband's dad. My kids' Opa.
You were someone before you were a mom
So much of my identity now is being a mom to my son... but as the quote reads “You were someone before you were their mom. And that person MATTERS."
It's okay to cry mom.
I will teach my boys to be strong. But I'll also know that it's okay to cry mom. #Confessional
Why I say my child’s name {my miscarriage story}
I walked out of the bathroom that evening, pregnancy test in hand. Everything seemed to be falling into place for us... Fast forward 4 weeks, the baby was gone.