I Showed up at the Dog Groomer Instead of For My Hair Appointment…

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Since I started working for the family business and am spending more time getting ready to teach a social media class at the UW, I’ve had little to no extra time to write here. I miss it. Working part-time has been an interesting balancing act that has had both good and bad outcomes.

The first month I went back to work, I was pretty much a wreck. I forgot a birthday, didn’t pay the monthly piano lesson bill, and showed up at the dog groomers instead of for my hair appointment—and even now, I’m sure I’m neglecting to remember what else I forgot. If you know, don’t remind me, please. It’s over. :) More

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I Found a Lump in My Breast ~ Part 2

I first wrote about finding a lump in my breast here. At my first appointment with the radiologist, the results from the mammogram and ultrasounds were inconclusive. The radiologist told me the lump looked like a cyst, but part of the cysts didn’t behave as it should, so he couldn’t call it a simple cyst. I had to come back in three months to see if there were any changes.

I went back for my three-month follow-up ultrasound and nothing had changed. I think the radiologist expected it would be gone, but I can’t be sure of that because he didn’t tell me what he thought. I wasn’t sure what to do with this information, which was nothing new, so I asked him bluntly, “Can you tell me I don’t have cancer?”

He said, “No.” More

5 Super-Easy Mood Boosters by Nikki Yazxhi from BellaMUMMA

Nikki is lives in Australia and is a BEAUTY & LIFESTYLE WRITER who is also mum to two spunky little boys. Her background is magazines and her stories have featured in COSMO, MARIE CLAIRE, SHOP TIL YOU DROP + more.

Here’s Nikki…

Need a little pep in your step this morning?

Research shows, more than ever, that there are easy ways to boost our mood… More

Thinking Aloud

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Sometimes I don’t know what I’m thinking or feeling until I say it aloud. It’s kind of like I haven’t fully developed my thoughts about certain things or admitted certain feelings to myself until the moment the words flow out of my mouth. But, once I start openly and honestly discussing topics with friends, acquaintance, or strangers, I have small epiphanies about what is really brewing under the surface of my being, what my thoughts and beliefs are, and who I truly am.

Sometimes I even surprise myself. More

Reason #487 Why Exercise Is Essential ~ Guest Post by Nicole Mangina

Nicole Mangina, from The Ninja Moms, has guest posted at Secrets of Moms many times. I love this particular piece because it’s exactly how I feel. I hope you can relate.

I have been exercising for as long as I can remember. Although running has always been a mainstay for keeping me sane, there have been times (like during and after a pregnancy or after my hysterectomy) that I’ve used other methods of exercising like walking, swimming, or simple floor exercises to help keep my endorphins going strong. Because of where I live, I could definitely use the weather as an excuse, but I don’t because it would be a lame excuse, and I’d feel like crap if I didn’t exercise. It doesn’t really matter what you’re doing as long as you get moving. It’s so worth it!

Here’s Nicole… More

A Healthy Active 6-year-Old Girl Thinks She’s Fat & So Do Many More Young Girls Starting at Age Three. Are We Doing This To Our Children? What We Can Do Differently…

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Negative body image for girls can begin as young as 3 years old. Please watch this video as 6-year-old, Taylor Call, shares her feelings of being fat and a panel of 5 to 8-year-old girls talk about their friends, mothers, and teachers being “fat”.

I don’t think kids are born with an innate sense of obsessive body consciousness. I think we—meaning mothers, fathers, teachers, peers, and the especially the media–are creating an atmosphere in which there is constant pressure to be “more beautiful”, “thin”, and “better looking”.

Case in point: More

What Do You Think About Body Piercings or Tattoos on Kids and Teens? My Thoughts…

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My nine-year-old daughter had an all day play date Monday. The kids had a great time. As we were packing up to leave after dinner, I noticed something shiny on my daughter’s lip. My eyes quickly flickered to her friend, who also had something glistening on her lower lip. My eyeballs quadrupled in size–OMG! They both look like they have lip piercings! They have silver hoops in their lips.

I stayed calm on the outside, but on the inside, I kind of freaked out…My mind flashed forward and I envisioned my baby with a billion tattoos and multiple piercings everywhere. Is my rule-following-angel going to turn out to be a complete rebel? More

I Found a Lump in My Breast…

I didn’t tell anyone when I felt a lump in my breast a few weeks ago. I had been feeling a little discomfort when our kids were climbing all over me, but I ignored it until I started feeling it consistently. I casually felt around for a lump thinking I was probably just being a hypochondriac. I thought I wouldn’t find anything until suddenly I did.

A quiet panic spread through my body. More

PMS, Post Pregnancy Hormone Hell, Weight Gain & Disease ~ My Struggle To Be Healthy Again.

Our girls and I before my health completely spiraled out of control…

In high school, some teammates and I were chosen to go to a college Track & Field Camp to learn about different types of training methods. I was excited to be there! Just as I was signing in for this great weeklong program, I could feel severe cramps coming on quickly. I never knew when I would get my period because I had an irregular cycle that would sometimes skip a month or two. Within 15 minutes of arriving on campus, I was literally on the floor in a ball in so much pain that I was incapacitated. Advil didn’t touch the pain and my week was ruined. I had been to doctors before and after that incident, and there was nothing they could do for me except to put me on birth control pills, which didn’t make enough of a difference. This is how my cycle would be every month or so for years. Sometimes I’d get lucky, and the pain and other PMS symptoms were not as severe. Many years later, I became pregnant with my second daughter, Olivia, and everything changed.

After having Olivia, I never went back to “normal”. I had lost my pregnancy weight and should have felt great, but I didn’t feel quite right. Over the next year, my monthly cycle became more intense, my hormones were slowly spiraling out of control, and I began having weekly stomachaches.

The symptoms slowly crept up on me, and I thought I’d naturally get over the new issues in time.

After Olivia’s first birthday, things got worse. My periods started lasting longer and occurred more frequently. I started gaining weight, which was really abnormal for me because I had always been naturally thin and never had struggled with weight before. I was retaining water, felt bloated, and I was having severe stomachaches more frequently.

So began the parade of doctors..

At this time, my stomachaches were causing me the most grief. They were occurring daily now and affecting my quality of life. I saw my primary doctor. She ordered several blood tests, checked my thyroid, and a few other potential problem areas. All of my test results looked good. She referred me to a gastroenterologist.

The gastroentereologist asked if I had an eating disorder. I told him that I did not. He said, “Let me see your teeth.” Hmm—he looked at me like he didn’t believe me, and I opened my mouth. I passed the test; my teeth were fine. I suddenly did not like him at all. An endoscopy and colonoscopy revealed nothing. My intestines looked perfectly normal.  

He said I must have Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS). I knew he was wrong, but tried the medicine and dietary changes anyway. It didn’t help. In fact, the dietary changes made me even more irritated. I mean who wants to give up coffee, cookies, bread, wine, sugar, and chocolate at a time like this!?! Not me!

I felt like the doctors were not taking me seriously and perhaps thought I was making it all up.

A few months later, things really went downhill. The pain was non-stop, my periods were lasting for two weeks, and my hormones were raging. My face was breaking out, I was having mood swings, severe headaches, other strange things started happening, and then—I started having night sweats. I mean the kind of night sweats when you have to change your clothes and sheets two to three times a night. I was still gaining weight. Then the night sweats started happening during the day too. I started having the shakes. I was miserable.

More doctor visits… More

Fever Seizures by Janell Kaufman

Hope you had a great Easter Sunday yesterday! I have a food hangover, but I’ll get over it. Who knew Martha Stewart’s Macaroni & Cheese recipe would be so good—too good (and I don’t even normally like Mac & Cheese or Martha, but I’ll make an exception for this recipe, which I’ll share at the end of the week).

Well, it’s Monday–back to reality. Darn.

I hope you all have a great week!

We’ll start the week off with an article about fever seizures. Hopefully you will never have to experience this kind of fever! Janell’s friend recently asked her to share her story about fever seizures since she is currently dealing with them, and we thought it would be something we could share with you too. Let us know if you have a story you’d like to share.

Here is Janell…

Fever Seizures

It was an ordinary February day and I was holding my thirteen-month-old baby girl in my lap on the couch, nursing her and marveling at her perfection. When she stopped nursing and fell away from my body, I, at first, thought that she had fallen asleep. Then I realized that she wasn’t breathing. I tried shaking her gently, while at the same time yelling for my husband, but there was no response. The brief thought that she was dead passed over me and I almost gave up in my immediate grief. Her skin was starting to take on a bluish hue. My husband pulled her from my arms and laid her out on the floor and began CPR while handing me the phone with 911 dialed. After a couple of minutes of agony and fear, she coughed, threw up, and started crying, just as the ambulance arrived. More

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