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Slow Clothing and the Process of Change

Slow Clothing and the Process of Change

Prioritizing slow clothing and working to change the habits of fast fashion in support of hardworking moms like me all around the world.

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By BarefootMama, April 16, 2021
Needing “Empty” in a Time of Fullness

Needing “Empty” in a Time of Fullness

“I’m sure you are feeling a need for some ’empty’ space about now.” It’s what a wise woman, who has herself been in the trenches with littles, wrote to me this week. She was right. This pandemic? It’s so very full. So full of new things, like working full time while parenting full time. Full…

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By BarefootMama, May 18, 2020
Learning the Call of the Tufted Titmouse aka Embracing Social Distancing

Learning the Call of the Tufted Titmouse aka Embracing Social Distancing

I learned the call of the Tufted Titmouse today. I don’t often work from my porch, much of the year it is too hot, too cold, too rainy, or too buggy. Or, most definitely, I am just too busy. But COVID-19 has us rethinking things, like how and where we work. So when the 4yo…

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By BarefootMama, March 31, 2020
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Making Merry

Making Merry

Christmas came upon us fast this year, what with Thanksgiving falling so late in November. Nevertheless, this is a season I do not want to rush. It’s what our culture tells us to do. Rush! Before it’s too late! Buy it now! Snag the deal! Do the thing! But Christmas, in it’s essence, is about…

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By BarefootMama, December 23, 2019
Bittersweet for Mama

Bittersweet for Mama

This Mother’s Day is bittersweet for me, and I’m sure SO MANY of you can relate. I am grateful to my own mother and celebrate her and everything she has meant to me through so many years and so many ups and downs of life. I am a proud mama to one of the sweetest,…

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By BarefootMama, May 10, 2019
Parenting in the moments

Parenting in the moments

These days it feels like we’re fitting our parenting into the spare moments, the in-betweens, the fleeting fringe of must-dos and don’t-dos. We pried oursevles from home and headed out for ice cream. It’ll be a treat! But we just ended up a sticky mess, and a mama with a short temper. Not my best…

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By BarefootMama, September 8, 2018
A Dark Moon: Learning to Never Underestimate a Child

A Dark Moon: Learning to Never Underestimate a Child

It’s easy to be apathetic about what kinds of books your child reads and is exposed to. After all, books are books, right? But if you’re more intentional, you become keenly aware of good books, or “living books” as they are sometimes called. You spend a lot of time combing through children’s literature and picture…

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By BarefootMama, August 30, 2018
My 5 Best Tips for Starting Preschool

My 5 Best Tips for Starting Preschool

When we took the the plunge to enroll Fiona in preschool it felt like a monumental decision. (You may or may not know that both Barefoot Farmer and I work full time outside the home, along with our homesteading, so we need full-time childcare.) All of my mental energy had gone into making the decision…

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By BarefootMama, August 13, 2018
Homemade Playdough

Homemade Playdough

We were having a bit of a hard week when someone close whispered this bit of advice: Do something special, one of those things you have always wanted to do with her but never have the chance. Enter, homemade playdough. It’s quick, it’s easy, it’s fun. We had an hour before lunch and nap time,…

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By BarefootMama, May 22, 2018
Saying Goodbye, Saying Hello

Saying Goodbye, Saying Hello

Endings are so often also new beginnings; goodbye and hello in one fell swoop. Goodbye to college is hello to career. Goodbye to single life is hello to married life. Goodbye to freedom is hello to the joy of a wee babe. I experienced a heart-wrenching goodbye just before Christmas, when we unexpectedly and quite…

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By BarefootMama, March 6, 2018

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