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Vela Adventures’ Fantastic Summer Day Camps…for Moms!

Confession: I was absolutely thrilled to send both my kids to overnight camp at YMCA of the Rockies’ Camp Chief Ouray this week…until I woke up in a funk the morning after dropping them off. While they were having the time of their lives, I literally stayed in my bathrobe all day and worked from my bed. My husband brought me breakfast, lunch and we ordered in for dinner. It’s gonna be ugly when they leave for college.  Fortunately, I had an outing scheduled the next day with Vela Adventures’ Camp Vela which catapulted me out of my gloom into a world of sunshine, stand-up paddleboarding (SUP), lakeside yoga, gourmet food and new friendships! Why should children get to have all the fun? Last summer, Vela Adventures’ co-founder Heather Fleck registered ...

Somewhere–A Mother’s Day Tribute to Moms Everywhere

Somewhere someone has just found out she is going to become a mother. Somewhere someone has found out she won’t. Somewhere a mother is crying for the loss of a pregnancy. Somewhere a mother isn’t ready to be a mother. Somewhere a mother is giving birth. Somewhere a mother is sleep deprived. Somewhere a mother is staring into the eyes of a newborn. Somewhere a mother is picking cheerios up off the floor. Somewhere a mother is making sacrifices. Somewhere a mother is watching her baby learn to walk. Somewhere a mother is gently cleaning a booboo and covering it with a band aid. Somewhere a mother is rocking a sick child. Somewhere a mother is finding out she has cancer. Somewhere a mother is dying. Somewhere a mother is caring for her own mother. Somewhere a mother is ready to gi...

How Denver moms have made a big impact at the Colorado legislature

n January, a group of moms delivered apple pies at the Capitol when they lobbied lawmakers to delay education testing standards. The next month it was moms, a number pushing strollers, who opposed a bill allowing teachers and school staffers to carry concealed weapons. In the last week of February, a group of moms stood by and watched as Gov. John Hickenlooper touted tough air quality rules that had just been adopted. If there’s a theme of the 2014 Colorado General Assembly, surely it’s moms. Cheri Kiesecker of Fort Collins, who had previously visited the Capitol only to chaperone a class of students, showed up this year to lobby on behalf of a bill that delayed statewide tests for Common Core, the widely adopted national math and language arts standards. She was one of the mom...

Mom on the move: Relocating with baby from England to Denver

After ten amazing years living in London, I recently moved with my husband and baby daughter to the suburbs of Denver. My husband and I have always had this dream to move to America. We moved from London to Denver in September 2013 when little Maya was six months old. When you have lived in a certain place for over a decade and then you move somewhere new there would inevitably be a cultural shock when faced with the social and physical differences between one place and the other, especially if there is a baby involved. The first thing that hit me hard when we arrived in Denver was distance. Walking around is not as easy and common as it is in an urban environment like London. Basically here you need a car. Without one you can’t even go to the shop to get necessary baby essentials. I am us...

Family Events: Golden’s Candelight Walk, Blossoms of Light & Zoo Lights!

Warm to the Glow of Blossoms of Light. Nightly, Nov. 29, 2013 through Jan. 1, 2014, 5:30-9:30 p.m. More than one million colorful lights are on display at Denver Botanic Gardens and Denver Botanic Gardens at Chatfield throughout the holiday season. At York Street, seasonal entertainment is presented on select evenings. A synchronized holiday light and music showcase illuminates the UMB Bank Amphitheater, and themed gardens enhance the experience. At Chatfield, twinkling lights illuminate a variety of paths throughout Colorado’s countryside; a shorter route takes visitors directly to the children’s play area, while an extended path allows visitors to explore the Green Farm barn and silo before continuing to the children’s area and homestead. Also featured: seasonal entertainment and hayride...

Becoming Mothers: Mom via adoption — “I saw my daughter be born”

Memories from my daughter's birth include U2's Beautiful Day, a major newspaper proclaiming a "Brilliant Debut," and the ridge of a Klingon, an honest mistake.

‘Tis the season to get pampered

And I ain’t talking diapers for the baby. I’m talking a facial for the mama. The Ritz-Carlton Spa in Denver is a four-time Forbes Four Star award winning spa (2008 – 2012). And it is currently offering special ways to pamper anyone in your life that may be under a wee bit of stress (you, perhaps?). Or someone who simply deserve an indulgence for being of service during the past year (again, I’m looking at YOU!).

Looking for a Mother’s Day hint to drop?

Here's a luscious idea that has fewer calories that chocolate, smells as good as a bouquet of flowers, and always fits the giftee perfectly. How about a day of pampering, a few hours with no cares or concerns, a time when you are the center of the universe? And how about doing all that at the very posh but not outrageously priced Four Seasons Spa in downtown Denver?

True Holiday Confessions: I Only Pretend to Like Holiday Decorations

There. I said it. I don’t like holiday decorations.  Bah Humbug!  Not only that, I’ll take it a step further. I can’t stand holiday decorations. Would “hate” be too strong a word? I’m probably not going to make very many friends with this post today, but today’s post is about confessions, and this is a timely one. (I took this photo last year, but it’s not a self-portrait.  However, the resemblance is uncanny, no?) I don’t like holiday decorations in my own house. You can do what you want in yours. Yes, your decorations look lovely. Luckily, my husband doesn’t like decorations either, so for years, we lived in a decoration-less house, and it was awesome. For years, we’d say, “We have kitties! We can’t have all those decorations out!” or “We travel for the holidays, so what’s th...

Before the Holidaze Begin, the Holiday Letter is Done!

It’s really not my fault, even though it does seem hypocritical of me. I mean, how can someone who grumbles about the “Happy Hallow-thanks-ismas” season that morphs and spreads through all the retail stores as soon as they take down the Back To School signs be done with her Holiday Letters?  (Photo credit: The Casual Perfectionist.) Yes, it’s true. I stamped, sealed and addressed the last ones on Halloween. Now, that’s scary. But, like I said, it’s not my fault. If I don’t do them now, I’ll be rushing to get them done amidst traveling, guests, anniversary celebrations, holiday parties, more traveling, birthday shindigs, and more guests.  (Have I mentioned all the parties, traveling, and guests?) So, I do them early. This year, I have them done a little bit earlier than normal, because of o...

The Teenage Years: They Happen to the Best of Us

With Mother’s Day this month, I find myself taking a look back through all the years I’ve been a mother. I’ve officially decided that once you have children, time moves at double speed. I can so vividly recall those precious, magical days when my teenage daughter was a toddler – heck, I have SHOES older than her – that I can’t really believe I’m coming up on my 15th year of motherhood. People always joke about how hard it is to raise teenagers, and I’d like to set the record straight on that: I had NO IDEA. In addition to my oldest, I have two sets of twins who are seventeen months apart in age. I had four kids in diapers for YEARS. I have a child with autism. In other words, I feel like I’ve earned a few Mommy Merit Badges! But among all the parenting challenges I’ve faced, nothing ...

When Is It OK To Edit? Even When You Are Editing Yourself?

Last week, I had a post on my personal blog that described a very emotional struggle we all go through as parents – I went too far in an argument with my son. I felt really vulnerable, but everyone was super supportive. Monday, I wrote a more snarky post about a mom who expected ticketed baseball fans to give up their seats for her and her children, and I insinuated that she was setting a bad example for her children. Then I received an email that (politely) reminded me that *I* had reached out just the week prior looking for support for *my* bad parenting issues. Ouch. So I quickly added a “P.S.” to the baseball post, because I *did* see their point. And I also realized there was *one* line in the post, the last line, that really made it about being a bad example for you...

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