Sweet Sugar and Sass Blog

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You Guys, I Wrote a Novel

You guys, I wrote a novel. Like, a literal novel. Not just an email to my husband on how to manage our kids while I’m away at a writer’s conference. I wrote a true,...

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Don’t tell my kids but…

In our family, we have the Birthday Season smack dab in between the Christmas Season and the Summer Season. Our three children were born in August…then September…then October. Since it’s currently September 13th, we...

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Don’t Tell Me to Smile

It happened again. I’m just…there. Living my life. Maybe I’m at the store, peacefully wandering the aisles, blissfully on my own. Maybe I’m sitting at Starbucks, computer in front of me, gazing off while...

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The Question of Advocating

I remember the day well. It was my oldest daughter’s 7th birthday. She had (regretfully) chosen McDonalds for her birthday dinner. Ah, well. At least we’d save money. Upon arriving, a rather outspoken child ran up...

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Too Many Kids

It happened for the first time at the supermarket. I had all three girls with me. Let me be honest, here. I know this is weird, but I love taking all the girls shopping...

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The Curse of the Mom-Guilt

It hit me like a train, the minute I became a mother. The guilt. I’d been in labor for 24 hours, I’d pushed for two hours until her big head came out of a...

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Dear Best Friend

Dear Best Friend of Pigtails and Pretending, I remember Us. On the playground, rolling in the grass. Creating stories of long ago and acting them out until the whistle blew. I remember sleepovers in...

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The Loss of Gratitude

Ceci earned a mommy-daughter date. She’d worked her rear-end off in good behavior and I had a special surprise planned. Because I am obsessed as much as my girls, we brought Kit Kittredge to...

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That Time Our Vacation Wasn’t

I’d planned out everything perfectly. I was really looking forward to sharing the world of the Missouri Ozarks with my three suburban children. I brought the (detailed, well-planned) itinerary to my husband with the...

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Dear Strong-Willed Child

Dear Strong-Willed Child, I know. I know, it’s so hard right now. It feels like nothing goes right, like you’re not right. You have to fight for what you want, to be heard, to...