Sandy Jorgenson

I didn’t start out as a particularly easygoing person.

Everybody who’s a parent can attest to the fact that the lives they once knew are far behind them.

Sitting now on the cusp of my 35th birthday, I find myself taking stock of my life thus far, shoving my youth under a microscope while I ask myself this one thing: Am I careening full-tilt toward my final days on this earth, or am I only just getting started here?

Death, we know because it’s drilled into us from an early age, is a natural part of life.

Anybody who has lived through those early days of parenthood (and let’s be totally forthright, here… those seasoned parents, too) knows e

The night I discovered that tumor on her back was essentially just like any other.

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Two years ago, I had a two-year-old daughter who’d never met her grandfather.

Childbirth isn’t kidding around. Here are eight special gifts that your blessed body bestows upon you to say thanks for turning it into a baby-making machine.