Kristi Pahr

Kristi Pahr

Bio

Kristi is a stay at home mom with two small boys and a very messy house. She and her family raise goats and pigs and she pretends to know something about homesteading. She went to college in the 90s and didn’t learn much, but she met her husband there, so it wasn’t a total waste of time. They were married a short time later and have spent the last 16 years trying to “settle down” and “be normal”. It’s been a huge and glorious mess. Follow her on Facebook and Twitter. Read her blog www.freespiritmama.com.

Kristi Pahr Articles

Oh Fraggle Rock, what a wondrous nostalgia you evoke. (Image Credit: Flickr/Cliff)

My Kids Don't Care About Fraggle Rock Or Its Anniversary & I'm A Little Sad About That

I’m not a TV person. I used to be, but not so much anymore.

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I would rather him spend his teenage years gaming with friends and going to geeky cons than drinking beer and trying to get laid.

My Kid Won't Play Organized Sports And I'm Thrilled

When my oldest son was a baby, my husband and I used to talk about what sports he would play.

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Doing Nothing: Self-Care For The Truly Lazy 

My version of self-care is a little less “best life” and a little more “no life”, but it works for me.

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 I hit a wall, and begged for an epidural. (Image: Thinkstock)

My VBAC Was Supposed To Be Magic; Nope, I Hated It

When I got pregnant for the third time, I was determined to have an unmedicated VBAC. I had big plans. This VBAC was going to be my birth experience salvation. It was going to be empowering and amazing and heal all my hangups. I was going to be a mama goddess and everything was going to be perfect. I was wrong.

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"Attachment parenting is an easy thing to get wrapped up in and it’s an easy thing to feel like you’ve failed at, primarily because there are defined and demanding benchmarks."

Attachment Parenting Wrecked Me

It is understood that to effectively and officially attachment parent your child, you need to hit all the markers, check all the boxes, and do it without dissolving into a crying mess on the floor when your baby won’t stop crying and you only slept for two hours and you have to go to the supermarket because you’re out of coffee, but you shouldn’t even be DRINKING coffee and you’re the worst mother in the world.

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So What Are Essential Oils, Anyway?

Everything You Need To Know About Essential Oils

Essential oils have become incredibly popular and can be found everywhere from your local farmer’s market and community festival to social media.

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Too many victims, too much complicity.

True Stories Of Sexual Assault

These women are from all over the world. They are from different socioeconomic brackets. Their assaults took place during different times over the last 35 years. The victims are completely different, but the stories are all so similar. Victims of assault, rape, harassment, coming forward, being brave and telling the truth, and being stigmatized, ostracized, blamed, ignored, ridiculed. People they love, people they trust, people whose job it is to protect them, blaming them for their assault. It’s common. Almost expected. That women are assaulted, harassed by men, is a given in our culture. That women are blamed is standard procedure. Is it really any wonder that the majority of sexual assaults go unreported? Is it really shocking that a woman would want to save herself additional trauma?

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Chris Cornell Is Dead; Was His Last Performance Foreshadowing?

Soundgarden was part of something bigger, something that changed everything.

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The Day My Son Punched Me In The Face

My parenting mantra is: "Do your best and hope he doesn't turn into a sociopath." And I guess that's really all we can do, because if we're honest with ourselves, I think none of us really know what we're doing.

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The comments I get, you would not believe. (Image Credit: Kristi Pahr)

Life As A 39-Year-Old With Fully Gray Hair

I found my first gray hair when I was 12 years old. Twelve. I had gray hair before I had a period.

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