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When I take a sip of this sweet elixir, I come alive and can go about my day with my head screwed on straight. Coffee is my hero and my first love.

Welcome to Dear Mommabare. The place young people go when they need answers they just can't get from other adults. 

I call it the look. The slight tilt of the head confused look that people give me when they find out that I am the “weekend” parent.

This straggler struggle is weighing on me! That is, the struggle of having one straggler child left at home, and I’m wondering if it will ever get better.

I was so consumed with being selfless that I never stopped to take care of myself, and it all came to a head. Now after turning 30 things have changed!

While this is a good time to offer praise for a police officer's kindness, it's an even better time to talk about what it's like to be a young mother who can't afford diapers.

The girls had their first night at dance class last week.

Being a parent isn’t everything.