By Kimberly Hicken The Notebook I’m sound asleep, but the soft tiptoe on the carpet wakes me. I lean up on my right elbow and say, “I caught you!” The guilty child moans in disappointment and puts the notebook back on the foot of my bed before silently leaving my room. I glance over…
By Kimberly Hicken The other day, I was on my way out to the car when a small movement on the ground caught my eye. It was a slug slowly making its way across our driveway. I knelt down to get a closer look. Its movement was painfully slow, but then I noticed its…
By Amber Bennett March is women’s history month, where we celebrate the women who really helped shape and build our society. It’s a time to reflect on who we are as women. We examine what we are bringing to the table for the next generation but also rediscover our past. As a child to a…
By Alysha L Part 1: Getting involved at home At my job, in a preschool, we tell the parents the same thing at the beginning of each year: “you are your child’s first and most important teacher.” We do this because, it’s absolutely true and parents need to hear it. Think of all the things…
By Alysha Lundgren “If you’re happy and you know if, clap your hands!” `Your kids are probably coming home from school every day, singing new, fun songs about everything under the sun. Almost all kids seem to love music, without being encouraged or taught. This innate love of rhythm and language, helps them to learn,…
By Alysha L I’m sure you’ve caught your child with a number of weird things in their mouths: bugs, plants, playdough…etc. I’m also sure you’ve caught them with their hands in all sorts of strange places! This frustrating and sometimes hilarious behavior is how they are getting to know themselves and the world around them….
By Kate McChesney I am so fortunate to have a career that I love. One of the things I love the most about it is that it often allows me the opportunity to help other parents. I can’t tell you how many times a day I need help as a parent, and how much it…
Working Moms Connection began with one simple belief: somebody ought to do something to better support working mothers. This is the story of how an overwhelmed engineer and new mom built a community, the lessons I learned along the way, and why I still believe ordinary people can make an extraordinary difference.