Congratulations, you are having a baby! The news is often followed by a surge of excitement and trepidation. For most this is welcome news. You begin to feel the subtle changes in your body and how you feel daily. The thought that there is a life growing inside you can…
Ten years ago today, August 27, I flew out of New Orleans International Airport. I hate to fly, I hate planes, and yet I booked a vacation requiring a plane ride. I was so full of anxiety about flying that I barely paid notice to that storm in the Gulf….
There are many who do not like to look back on the day Katrina hit and forever changed the course of our lives. I understand and sympathize with those people, but I don’t mind sharing my own. For me, it is a form of therapy to share my experiences and…
It was real. It wasn’t a movie. And it smelled bad. A decade has passed and it is still hard to believe. At first, I wasn’t sure if or how I wanted to approach the anniversary of Hurricane Katrina. On one hand, this is my home, the city I’ve loved as…
As part of an effort to make more resources available for parents on the Northshore, I’ve begun touring local hospitals and speaking with their staff. This way parents can get a peek at local hospitals before they go in for an official tour. The first hospital I visited was Slidell…
First stop, Abita Café. His eyes are bigger than his stomach… we are arguing over exactly what to order. Bear says if the breakfast joint has a bar, he immediately rates it 5 stars on yelp. Mimosa anyone? Bear is stuffed. Thanks for the hospitality and waffles Abita Cafe! We…
This post is brought to you by Old Mandeville Preschool. Many years ago a child could arrive at Kindergarten with almost no knowledge from home. This year was designed to get kids ready for “real” school which began with first grade. These days kids are expected to do much more…
One night last week, my husband and I were in the kitchen, chatting as we put the 900th coat of paint on our cabinets, and he said the words “school” and “next week”. It hit me like a ton of bricks. Our twins, my *babies* would be in pre-K this…
I wanted to title this post “My journey to a VBA3C,” but that title might be a little misleading. I did not attain my VBA3C goal. In fact, I had a “failed VBA3C” as I’ve seen it called. I did try. I tried my hardest. However, my plans are not…
I love the shows The Bachelor and The Bachelorette. What’s not to love? 25 people vying for 1, throw in too much drinking, drama, cat fights, fantasy dates, fantasy suites and end with the fairytale of living happily ever after!!! Ahhhhh. . . okay, now real life: It so doesn’t happen…