Our recipe Live on Cooking with Mo Rose today is definitely NOT EDIBLE—but it’s great to help out your family if you’ve got a cold or flu.
Nearly every day I make time to work out. It doesn’t always fit into my schedule and sometimes things suffer when I force my workout into my schedule.
I think I’m failing Kindergarten. My pre-parenthood M.O. was to avoid the stuff that overwhelmed me. Especially school. Because math.
I thought that as an adult, I was done with panic attacks. I was cocky, hadn’t had one in years, I was so obviously over them. But when your life is somehow upended, the dormant ways float back to the surface.
I finally went off my medication after months of wanting to wean. I have longed to be free from the medication, but I don’t know if I can make it.
I started wondering about the accountability of personal trainers. What if I didn’t tell Tim about my health, followed his diet, and wound up in the hospital?
I sound like a broken record, even to myself. But what is my alternative? I need to teach my children how to speak to me so I can hear them.
Today I showered. That was it. That’s all I accomplished for the entire day.
I’ve dropped the weight. My belly looks lumpy and is the antithesis of flat. But I’ve dropped the weight that matters.
Parenting a child with hemophilia means learning how to separate fear from love; they are so intimately bound together in a parent’s heart.
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