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Topic: Mommyhood

Eight Mama Lessons Learned After Starting My Youngest In Day Care

1. Putting medicine in a glass of chocolate milk with a spoonful of sugar (thank you Mary Poppins) is way easier than chasing my three-year-old around the house for 30 minutes or trying to reason with him why he needs to take it. 2. Halloween candy should always be kept in the house for emergency bribing situations. 3. Baths somehow calm everyone down and change the energy dynamic instantly. 4. Pirate’s Booty…

Tropical Storm Joy: Why Changing Your “We Can’ts” To “Why Nots” Will Add More Joy To Your Nights

I’ve been working on this blog for less than a month and already it’s causing a shift towards more joy in my life. Tonight as the boys and I were wrapping up dinner, the ominous navy sky broke open to sheets of pouring rain. Tropical Storm Emily had graced us with her presence yet again. I don’t remember exactly how it came to be but we all, dogs included, ended up out…

Do You Move Towards Magic Or Turn Away From It?

It could have been magic, but I turned away. It had been a long day. Kyen kept me up most of the night with his snoring (he was sleeping with us because of his cold). I spent an hour cooking a homemade veggie burger that was bland and not worth the big mess in my recently cleaned kitchen. The dogs were barking to go outside, even though they had been out just 45 minutes earlier…

Live A Full Life

They say the third time’s the charm. Joy Discovered is my third blog and finally, I have gotten it right. My first blog HappyLifeYoga was created in 2010 to share what I was learning about myself and the world through the practice and study of yoga. Then I built SaraMuellerNow in 2011 to market my yoga teaching and writing. When I went back to work full-time in the conference production industry in…

A Bittersweet Farewell To Nursing… Or Not

I’ve been weaning Kyen from nursing, and was prepared for this morning’s nursing to be the last one. But tonight as I read Mav a goodnight story, I hear Kyen crying from his room though he is supposed to be asleep. It’s a soft cry, not like his blood-curdling scream that he’s known for. It lands square in the center of my heart. I interpret his cry to be an…

Surviving (Barely) A Night With My Two Little Boys

5:57pm. Time to get ready for battle. Hair goes into a ponytail. I pee because I have no idea when I will have the chance again. Phone in the back pocket for emergency FaceTime calls. I’m ready. With a 23-pound baby in one arm, I use the other to carry a motorized toddler car, a monster truck, handfuls of leaves. I get hit in the head with a rake and dodge a…