Author: Sarah Anderson

Is Vacation Really Vacation When You Have Kids?

I remember one of the hardest days I had when I first became a parent. It wasn’t watching my little guy get a shot and realizing that the world would hurt him in ways I would be unable to stop. It was the day we took our first family vacation. Let me tell you about vacations BEFORE kids—just to make myself miserable for a second. First of all, we slept in. Because we were the boss of us. After eating a leisurely breakfast, when we went to the beach, it took us five minutes to get ready. We took...

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When Mother’s Day Gets Complicated

This year, Mother’s Day turns 102. Although Anna Jarvis created the holiday in 1908, it wasn’t an official holiday until six years later when Woodrow Wilson signed it into law. It was a day created out of a prayer Anna overheard from her mom, that there be a Memorial Day for mothers to commemorate all they do. And so, two years after her mother’s death, Anna went to work to realize her mom’s hope. It didn’t take long for a simple day with simple intentions to become much more complicated. Just a few years after it had been signed...

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How Parenting Makes Me Insane

Sundays, in our family, are our home maintenance days. It’s the day we do piles of laundry that have accumulated over the week, pick up the stray Legos, put away a clean dishwasher, or load a dirty one, do the grocery shopping and assemble backpacks for the coming week. And by Sunday evening, when my husband and I finally sit on the couch it feels good that 80% of the socks were matched, there are no visible Legos in my line of sight—though my bare feet will certainly find them in the middle of the night—and the kitchen as...

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Get Over It

I am what they call a true middle child. I am the second of three kids with an older sister and a younger brother. If you aren’t a middle child, let me give you some insight into what it’s like. When my family dropped off my sister to begin her freshman year of college, there was much weeping, wailing and depression. Thirty minutes after driving away from the dorm, my dad decided to turn around and go back to campus because he felt like the first goodbye was too rushed. When my younger brother left for college, it symbolized...

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Walking A Child Through Heartbreak

Going back to my parents’ house is like going through a time warp. My old bedroom is exactly how I left it when I graduated high school. This past Christmas, while visiting, I came across an old journal. I picked up at the start of my Senior year, Homecoming was just around the corner, and pages were filled with schemes of how to plan the perfect night with all my best friends. Of course, there was One Guy in particular involved in this dreaming. But then came the inevitable entry: “This Guy asked someone else…who couldn’t go. So he...

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