Having a sick child is hard, there's no doubt about that. First and foremost, parents are faced with the sense of helplessness that comes with knowing your son or daughter feels poorly, and there's little that can be done to instantaneously restore their health.
If there's anything cuter than one little blond-haired, blue-eyed baby girl, it's two little blond-haired, blue-eyed baby girls.
Anyone who thinks housework, chores and errands are never-ending should try tackling the same tasks with a toddler in tow. It's nearly impossible to get anything accomplished in under 10 minutes.
My husband and I took our daughter to Tallahassee, Fla., during the Fourth of July weekend to visit my husband's family. Reese had a great time playing with all her little cousins and being spoiled by her grandparents, aunts and uncles. It was wonderful to catch up with my in-laws, and I especially enjoyed a conversation I had one evening with my sister-in-law, who is expecting her third baby in about two months.
Hinesville entrepreneur and philanthropist Gary W. Dodd died Saturday morning.
My heart is amazingly tender now that I am a mother.
Midway residents enjoyed an evening of good company, food and fun Friday during the community's annual night out.
I like the daycare my husband and I send our daughter to. We trust her teacher, Miss Jennifer, and Reese really seems to have warmed up to her new routine and classmates. The facility, for the most part, serves healthy food - I do occasionally grimace when I see tater tots or chicken nuggets listed on the lunch menu - and the children are allowed plenty of time outside.
Since she started day care six weeks ago, my little girl hasn't had an easy go of it. Having stayed at home with one parent or another the entire first year of her life, Reese's immune system hasn't built up much resistance, and she seems to pick up every bug, virus, flu and cold within a 5-mile radius.
I'm a bit old-fashioned when it comes to values. Now, mind you, I'm not talking about politics here; I try to steer clear of hot-button issues when it comes to this column. However, I could see how the two could become easily confused or even intertwined.
As Tropical Storm Andrea made its way across Florida on Thursday afternoon, Liberty County Emergency Management Agency Director Mike Hodges said Coastal Georgia residents needed to prepare for excessive wind and rain into Friday morning. The storm carries with it the possibility of up to 5 inches of rain, 60 mph wind gusts, isolated tornadoes and some high surf.
Liberty County residents observed Memorial Day on Monday in a variety of ways. While some opted to relax at home or enjoy traditional backyard cookouts, others took advantage of events around the area, such as the American Legion Post 168's morning observance or Fort Morris State Historic Site's commemoration, which featured Revolutionary War musket- and cannon-firing demonstrations.
It's Memorial Day weekend, and that means summer is officially here. With the warmer months come opportunities for outdoor fun - trips to the playground, picnics and, of course, swimming.
I'm finding it hard not to compare my child to others her age. Reese is healthy, communicative, active and right where she needs to be developmentally. At her 1-year checkup, our pediatrician was pleased with her growth and progress. He assured me she is hitting all of her milestones right on target. That news was music to my ears because, just like every parent on the planet, all I want is for my little girl to live a long, healthy, happy life.
Although you, my devoted readers and fans, likely are reading this on Mother's Day, it was written several days ahead of time, so I have no idea what kinds of surprises this special day will hold for me.
Every phase of "babyhood" has its merits, and I've loved them all so far. In fact, every time my daughter Reese enters a new stage of development, I swear that it's the best one yet. I honestly can't pick my favorite.
There's a topic I've always shied away from in this column - that of the working mom vs. stay-at-home mom debate. I never felt the need to broach this subject before because, honestly, I didn't really feel it was an issue anymore. I thought we, as parents, had moved past all that trivial nonsense and decided all mothers play important roles. Period.
As it turns out, all my worrying last week about how my toddler would deal with a flight from Georgia to Missouri definitely was not for nothing. In fact, probably the only thing that would have made the journey worse would've been a plane crash. And, sadly, it was my own meticulous planning that did me in.
I apparently did not learn my lesson two weeks ago with the debacle in involving an explosion of Gerber puffed-wheat snacks in church.
I recently made the mistake of trying to handle a "two-man job" by myself. I won't do that again.
I consider myself a pretty eco-conscious mom. Not only do I want to do what's best for our planet, I want to set a good example for my daughter, Reese.
In typical scatter-brained-mom fashion, I set out last Saturday morning to assemble what was supposed to be an easy dinner in the Crock-Pot, only to realize I forgot one key ingredient.
Parents enter parenthood in countless ways. Sure, there's the traditional method - get married, have a baby and raise your family. And that's a wonderful way to go about it. But there are all kinds of families out there, and I know that I - for one - sometimes forget that moms and dads are made in more ways than one.
Before my daughter Reese was born, I had another "baby." For several years, my golden retriever, Abbie, pretty much had it made. My husband and I welcomed her to our home when she was 12 weeks old in September 2007 and wasted no time showering her with affection, toys, treats and walks.
Males ages 10 and older flocked Saturday to the Liberty County Performing Arts Center in Flemington for an empowerment workshop, "Tied to Success."
Primping is fun - at least I've always thought so. Most people enjoy looking their best, and before I was a mom, scarcely a day went by when my eyeliner and blow-dryer didn't see the light of day.
It's true what they tell new parents - you can buy your child the fanciest, most expensive toys on the market, but in the end, the kid is probably going to prefer to play with the box the toy came in. So, why shell out all that cash when simple is almost always better than complicated? What parents may not know is that this logic also applies to baby gear.
It's not exactly a secret that new parents get little sleep. I'm OK with that. It comes with the territory. But no one tells expectant moms and dads that their little ones eventually will tease them by occasionally sleeping through the night, sometimes for a week or two at a time, but then will regress back to waking up once or twice - sometimes even three times - per night.
I can't stop going to Publix. I want to stop. My wallet wants me to stop. And I'm sure "the other grocery store" would welcome my return. I've thought about quitting Publix many times. I've even formulated plans. But the thought of braving the overcrowded, messy "other store" and putting up with their ... ummm, less-than-polite employees when I could be shopping at clean, organized Publix while being greeted by their courteous, thoughtful staffers keeps foiling my plan.