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Cosmopolitan

I Love My Kid's Unusual Name
Our daughter's name means so much to us, even if it confuses everyone we meet.

My "Dirty Secret" as a Stay-at-Home Mom 
I don't have to defend my employment status to anyone, but when I don't have a job to report to, I struggle to define myself.


Country Living

9 Things Not To Say To The Parent Of A Child With Peanut Allergy
I'm not overreacting–I'm protecting my child.


Good Housekeeping

I Wish We Were Raising Our Daughter Closer to Family
Video calls simply can't replace real hugs

Diabetes Is Keeping Me From Getting Pregnant, But I Refuse to Give Up 
I already have a 2-year-old, but my doctors want me to get to a healthy sugar level before I can conceive again.

My Need to Count Everything Brings Me Peace

I struggle with OCD, but I've learned to live with it.

I Was 27, Engaged, and Living With My Parents

My future husband and I had to move back to our childhood homes before we could start our life together.


Huffington Post

The Only Weight I've Lost from Running is Caring What People Think of Me

Human Parts

Postpartum Anxiety Made Me Afraid of Everything


LIbrarian for Life and Style

10 Books to Add to Your Style Inspiration Library


Literary Mama

After Page One: Persistence
Why I love rejections.


Mom Babble

I'm Healthier Because of My Daughter

Parent.co

How a Weird Desert Town Looks Different When the Newlywed Glasses Come Off
My husband and I discovered Oz off an empty west Texas highway in late 2007.

What We Recall Through Scents of Our Past
My daughter was born five years after my grandmother died. I imagined the two convening in some way, hoping my two beloved spirits could connect in the ether, even if they never would in life. 

When Breastfeeding Failed, I Wanted Something to Blame
When my husband and I brought Mary home from the hospital, we felt invincible. That feeling lasted about 24 hours before I was sobbing in hysterics, certain we were all going to die.

The Value of Late-Night Solitude: A Former Insomniac’s Lament
Ambien was turning me into a late-night internet-surfing zombie, eating random pantry contents that I couldn’t even taste.


Redbook

I Love My Kid's Unusual Name
Our daughter's name means so much to us, even if it confuses everyone we meet.

The Reality of Being a Stay-At-Home Mom: We Judge Ourselves More Than You Ever Do
I have to-do lists, schedules, project notebooks, daily productivity quotas—all to prove to myself that I am working.


Sammiches and Psych Meds

Time

What is different about the attempt this time is that I can see my excuses and fears very clearly.

Woman's Day

How I Learned to Give Up the Magnifying Mirror and Accept Getting Older
I was spending way too much time obsessing over my appearance.


xoJane

I Started Running a Year Ago, and the Only Weight I've Lost is Caring What People Think of Me
Plenty of people are into exercise — that’s not so special. It still feels strange to me, though, because for so long I didn’t think I belonged in that world.

11 Gruesome, Eerie and Just Bizarre Books to Get You in the Halloween Spirit
These are the kind of books you can’t look away from, even when the nausea hits.

How I Learned That Being Thin Is Not a Requirement For Being Good at Yoga
I don’t look like anyone you’ve ever seen posing in Yoga Journal or on Gaiam TV, but I’m good at it.

I Am Taking Up Running Again, At 250 Pounds

What has changed with this most recent attempt at becoming a runner? The difference is that this time I can see my excuses and fears very clearly.

I’m Using Cognitive Behavior Therapy and Exposure Therapy To Overcome My Severe Dental Phobia

The dentist became my Bogeyman, his tools too frightening to contemplate.

Best Home Repair Books for the Reluctant Handy Woman in Training

Unclogging a garbage disposer can be intimidating when you have no idea what’s happening down that drain...

To Beat Gym Intimidation, I Decided To Try As Many Classes As I Could In A Few Weeks, Including Pilates, Nia and Old-School Step

I'm still an overweight girl with confidence issues who questions how I fit in among people who look more like they belong in fitness classes.

IT HAPPENED TO ME: Postpartum Anxiety Made Me Afraid of Everything

Postpartum anxiety goes beyond normal worrying. I couldn’t accept that my baby was safe if she wasn’t directly in my line of sight.

With a Sensor Implanted in My Belly and a Thirst for Data, I’m Using a Continuous Glucose Monitor to Improve Control of my Type 2 Diabetes
Why this recent push to be not just a good diabetic but a Super Bionic Diabetic? My fertility doctors essentially want me to cure diabetes before I get pregnant again.

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It's not you, it's us. I don't think we're a good match.

Nearly ten years ago, a doctor told me diabetes would kill me, it was just a matter of how soon. I couldn't see the benefit of his ugly, callous prediction. I couldn't see the benefit of being locked into a medical relationship with someone who saw me as a hopeless expiration date. I decided even with long waits and insurance hurdles, it would always be worth it to find doctors who are supportive and try to understand me as a person.

Today, I broke up with
my obstetrician.

I'm not convinced he's not a good doctor, but he's not a good fit for me.  He has been seeing me for two months to help me prepare for another baby, but I don't think he knows anything about me. Our appointments last less than 5 minutes, he gives me vaguely shaming advice to lose weight, "start" exercising, stop being diabetic. He has never asked me whether I exercise, what I eat, what I do to control my diabetes. He has made assumptions about my lifestyle based on my appearance, …

An insomniac who just can't be satisfied

I had an essay published on Parent.co over the holidays.... read here:

The Value of Late-Night Solitude: A Former Insomniac’s LamentMy insomnia is cured. I take my medication, turn off the lights, and fall straight to sleep. Waking up rested, having energy all day, productivity, and better moods – I am not ungrateful for these benefits. But a little part of me misses those wakeful late nights.

Who needs a better body (image)?

Beautiful You: A Daily Guide to Radical Self-AcceptanceBy Rosie Molinary
Someone might have alleged that I have body image issues. So I did what I do -- checked out a half-dozen books about body image from the library.
This one I even own! But I checked it out anyway because my library is still not catalogued, and I couldn't find it. Our library is great now, so cozy since we redecorated. That's another subject. 
So allegedly I have these body image/self-esteem issues which are hard to challenge because maybe I have evidence that I'm a grotesque beast, and you present little evidence to the contrary, other than your "opinion". 
I admit, it wouldn't hurt anyone for me to read about radical self-acceptance and maybe do some journaling exercises. So I did the first exercise in this book:
1. What do you want for yourself and the world in terms of beauty perception and body image? How can you act on that today?
I want to feel beautiful every day and love my body no matt…