How God Used Podcasts for Preparation

For the first three & a half years of our marriage we lived in Atlanta. I understand that there are a few people in the world who actually enjoy living in Atlanta, but honestly we weren't those people. We were there for a purpose - grad school - & many great things came out of it - growing as a couple in a strange, new city, forming lifelong friendships, etc. But we also knew when it was time to leave. Be prepared, I'm about to spiritualize the topic of podcasts...

My Type B Cloth Diapering Experience

I didn't even know people cloth diapered their babies anymore until one of our moms brought their toddler to the clinic with the cutest little bum I've ever seen! I stared wide-eyed as she explained what a cloth diaper was & how much she loved doing it. Through my plastered smile, I nicely explained that it felt like a little too much for me to consider as a new mom; some things are just easier to pay for & throw away right? Then J & I sat down to look at the ever-thinning margin in our budget after a move, new house, student loans, impending child & lessening income. I realized I had to become that Home Economist Dave Ramsey talked about, so I got creative. One of the more ambitious endeavors (& the most difficult to talk my husband into) was cloth diapering...

Shaping Your Baby’s Future… & Their Head: A Pediatric PT’s Perspective on Positioning, Part I

There is one thing I HATE about my job: telling parents that the positioning devices they paid good money for - or worse, received FOR FREE - are actually not good for their child. At all. It's actually bad for their development. I hate telling them this because I understand how much time it takes to put together a registry & all the pressure there is to have all the right things for your little love. Plus, I'm sure it's confusing to see ads with those adorable babies standing in their exercise saucer, looking perfectly content while Mommy cooks dinner (oh, the bliss), & then to be told that this miracle device gives your little one a good chance to be developmentally stunted. I'm telling you, it's like popping a kid's balloon.

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