We Take Vaccination for Granted…and We Shouldn’t
Having volunteered with Shot@Life for the past several years, I know it’s possible that we may eradicate polio in our lifetime.
Having volunteered with Shot@Life for the past several years, I know it’s possible that we may eradicate polio in our lifetime.
I graduated high school with a ton of bad advice on establishing a credit rating and almost no concept of financial planning beyond “How to Operate a Savings Account.” I don’t want my kids to do that.
Struggling to find Easter gifts appropriate for your baby or toddler? Get a little creative! Instead of filing a traditional wicker basket, get an item to fill that can be part of the treat.
There is a height chart on the wall reminding me that I didn’t do the “parenting thing” I planned to do.
I stood among the rubble after a particularly bad explosion and screamed in my head, “HOW MUCH LONGER DO I HAVE TO PUT UP WITH THIS?”
Bullying. The not so last frontier of childhood. Despite the passing of decades, it is one piece of childhood that refuses to go away.
“So is motherhood worth it?” asks my colleague somewhat skeptically from across the cafeteria table.
Success in college isn’t some grand event that happens overnight. It’s developed every day, little by little. It’s more an evolution than revolution.
Somewhere, at some point, a woman sat connected to a pump and had gotten more than her baby could eat. Her lactation donation helped my preemie.
He was already in his sophomore year, the tears surprised me. He’s been busy growing up at college. Without me. And he’s doing a damn good job of it.
Having volunteered with Shot@Life for the past several years, I know it’s possible that we may eradicate polio in our lifetime.
I graduated high school with a ton of bad advice on establishing a credit rating and almost no concept of financial planning beyond “How to Operate a Savings Account.” I don’t want my kids to do that.
Struggling to find Easter gifts appropriate for your baby or toddler? Get a little creative! Instead of filing a traditional wicker basket, get an item to fill that can be part of the treat.
There is a height chart on the wall reminding me that I didn’t do the “parenting thing” I planned to do.
I stood among the rubble after a particularly bad explosion and screamed in my head, “HOW MUCH LONGER DO I HAVE TO PUT UP WITH THIS?”
Bullying. The not so last frontier of childhood. Despite the passing of decades, it is one piece of childhood that refuses to go away.
“So is motherhood worth it?” asks my colleague somewhat skeptically from across the cafeteria table.
Success in college isn’t some grand event that happens overnight. It’s developed every day, little by little. It’s more an evolution than revolution.
Somewhere, at some point, a woman sat connected to a pump and had gotten more than her baby could eat. Her lactation donation helped my preemie.
He was already in his sophomore year, the tears surprised me. He’s been busy growing up at college. Without me. And he’s doing a damn good job of it.