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Guest Post: Incorporating a Baby into Your Life

I will be the first to admit that my life has changed tremendously since having kids. Not that I was a party animal before kids, or that J and I regularly took spontaneous trips to Paris, but that I go out A LOT less, and practically every decision I make includes the question "What about the baby?" And I guess I'm a bit of a wimp in this regard, because ever since Claire was born I have never spent a night away from home (aside from hospital stays), never traveled more than a hour's radius from home, and much rather prefer the safety of my home to places where I — and perhaps others — will need to make special accommodations...

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Guest Post: Real Life “Sitcom”

Today's post comes from Scottie Ann, whose life as an Army Wife can be viewed at Kelly Stadium. Reading this post resonated with me — having just given birth to a baby, your hormones are everywhere, you are sleep-deprived, and the things you've found enduring about your husband can start to annoy you to no end. But after this? I am reminded once again that we love each other despite, and sometimes BECAUSE, of our faults. And this tough post-partum period? It too, shall pass. :-) Enjoy this post — I sure did! Since Aj deployed, I hate to admit, I have had a lot more TV time then I used to, or really should. Although, I tell myself it's ok since...

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Wherein I Discover Another By-Product of Pregnancy…Two Weeks After Giving Birth

Yesterday, I broke out of my month-long confinement in order to visit the optometrist. J still disapproved of my leaving the house, but I was running dangerously low on my contact lenses and I was not able to order them online since it had been more than a year since my last eye exam. (On the subject of contact lenses, I *heart* my current brand: Proclear 1 Day daily disposables. Not only are they so much more convenient than regular contacts and even regular 2-week disposables, they're sooo much more comfortable too. And no, neither Proclear nor Cooper Vision know that I exist.) Stare into a picture of a green pasture and a red barn as the machine whirls and estimates my...

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