Chanda

  “Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?” At least that’s how the nursery rhyme goes. With the pollen finally fallen and the birds nesting in the bough. There’s no time for resting,...

Feather mobile from Brent Forsyth, Sunsetdriftwood on Etsy When you have a baby, I’ve been told, life becomes like a fast-spinning mobile hanging above the crib. At first, it spins off balance, slows to a...

  Having already given birth at a hospital to all my other babies, I got the crazy idea to try something new, something different. A birth center. My previous obstetrician usually deemed me “high-risk” in...

  {{Our team was inspired by one of our fellow contributor’s posts, “No More New Year’s Resolutions – Just Choose One Word”, so we decided to share our selected words and the reasoning behind them...

What is Christmas like with snow? I’d wondered this for most of my young life. Born and raised a Florida girl, wintertime usually brought slightly cooler weather with an occasional rain shower. I had...

“Mommy, what’s Thanksgiving?” asked my curious preschooler. I thought I’d keep it simple and skip the part about the Pilgrims. “It’s the day in November that we meet with our family and cook lots of...

  Sometimes when I’m out and about with my children and it’s time to leave, I gather all four of them to go. But, l’ll get this feeling that I’ve lost one of my children. Then...

A centenarian is someone who has lived 100 years or more. With a birthday next month, my grandpa is going to be 104 years old. If I am to live that long, I hope...

With my oldest soon to enter high school and my youngest learning to use the potty, I've been contemplating more and more about going back to work. This would be a huge change in...

  Miracles happen every day when we least expect them. And this summer has been no exception. Out on the soccer field, my boy kicked around the ball with his friends, as they all tried to...

  With school out, wouldn’t it be nice to just let our kids have fun this summer? No more being cooped up in a dusty building and confined to a desk. Let’s open our front doors...

How I wish I was able to attend a breastfeeding course before I gave birth to my first baby. But, it didn’t work out that way. She was a preemie. Born five weeks early...