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Your Child Should Learn Cursive Like Now.

I remember learning cursive writing in 3rd grade and before I became a mom, I thought it was just something every school still did. To my chagrin, cursive writing was pulled out of schools, only to reverse course years later. The beautiful thing about being a parent is parental choice. While it has rightfully gained a negative connotation, I'm using this as a positive thing. Over the course of
Mommy Commentary

The Soft Launch of Ksenfully Good!

I finally did what I meant to do some years back - create my own Etsy shop. And then life took over and I literally forgot about it until maybe a month ago. I decided I really wanted to just stay home and work like I used to, and I'm angling to get back to that. I love being self-made, and I decided, why not again? So, here we
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My Life as a Working From Home Mother

A question I get asked a lot is what my typical day looks like. A lot of people know I'm blogger, but very few also know I'm bestselling romance author. Yes, I don't talk about that part of my life because I try very hard to keep both my Mommy persona and my writer persona different from each other. Besides the fact that I do write books and I
Mommy Commentary

Why Do We Feel Guilty Taking Care of Ourselves?

  So, many years ago, my mother went out shopping during the holiday season. While she was out, she decided she was going to buy a Louis Vuitton. So she did. At the time, the bag cost around $300 (same bag now costs around $970.00) and my mother had several young children at home (me included). It was a splurge. Did she feel guilt? Absolutely not. She proudly wore the bag
Pregnancy

So it’s been a long while.

A really long time. Like I think this blog was in blogging purgatory, not quite hell but far from heaven. Anyhoo, I'm going to dust off this blog and restart it again. Instead of playing catch up, I'll just start afresh. I'm going to talk about life with a rambunctious toddler, that SAHM thing I'm still getting used to (though I consider myself a WAHM), and my apprehension of going through another