The "Three Jar" Approach to Allowances

The "Three Jar" Approach to Allowances

by Carrie Southworth

“Mommy, how do I make money? You know, to buy stuff.”

Once again, stumped by my 5-year-old daughter, Savannah.

Up until this point, I tried to run our household in a very specific way — my husband compares it to a hippy commune. “We’re all citizens of the house,” I would tell my children. We all had jobs as citizens; we all had to pitch in.

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When You Become a Parent, a Solo Trip to the Grocery Store Is Basically a Vacation

When You Become a Parent, a Solo Trip to the Grocery Store Is Basically a Vacation

by Audra Rogers

It was a Wednesday, and I had put off going to the store so many times, my list was a mile long. You see, it’s not the actual purchasing and picking out of the groceries that I avoid — it’s the wrangling of the kids that’s the challenge. Some days I’m up for the task, but I was really low on mental energy this particular week, and I skipped the grocery store again that day.

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It's Harder Than I Thought to Make Friends as a Mom

It's Harder Than I Thought to Make Friends as a Mom

by Heather Neal

Motherhood is a lot of things, but what I least expected it to be was lonely. When my son was first born, I naively thought I was joining some sort of exclusive and in-demand club. I’d finally be able to do all the things my mom-friends did with their little ones! 

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I Don't Have "Just" One Child

I Don't Have "Just" One Child

by Victoria Fedden

I don’t get upset when someone asks why I only have one child. I just smile politely and explain to them (usually in a little more detail than they bargained for) that a million different variables simply didn’t add up in the right place and the right time for us to have a larger family.

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Parenting in an Echo Chamber

Parenting in an Echo Chamber

by Chad Carter

I grew up in the age of Walkmans, Discmans, and stereo surround sound. You know, with the headphones that had the flimsy wire that traversed over the top of your head. Admit it — we looked cool. I’ve been coming to reminisce on this time lately and decided it’s a shame my son will never experience the frustration of a skipping CD or the magnetic tape of a cassette getting wrapped around one of those little pegs and ruining your favorite music.

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