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Kathryn

Kathryn
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Originally from New Orleans, Kathryn graduated from UNO in 2004 with a BA, and worked in film and television production. After fulfilling her dream of living in Los Angeles, she moved back home to be closer to family in 2009. She is now a stay at home mom, and lives in River Ridge with her husband, Derek, and 2 kids, Roni (Veronica) and Remy (Captain Destructo). You can usually find her ratting the streets throughout the day at local outdoor and indoor playgrounds with her diabolical dude. She enjoys wine, any and all fitness classes so she can drink the wine, traveling to places with wine and karaoke!

Does Your White Privilege Make You Uncomfortable? Good.

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Does your white privilege make you uncomfortable? Does it make you squirm with shame and regret? Does it make your face hot and your heart race when you think of the times you stayed silent? Growing up,...

How I Learned to Love My Curly Hair

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A woman's hair is part of her identity. It’s a form of expression, not just a physical characteristic. Hair is something I’ve struggled with my whole life. Growing up, my friends had gorgeous, straight hair,...

I’m Wearing a Mask. Are You?

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There have been many differing opinions when it comes to how families are handling social isolation and distancing. Some families have a certain group of neighbor kids or cousins they allow their kids to...

Tips for Handling Your Child’s Anxiety During Quarantine

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Author’s Note :: I am not a licensed professional. However, my daughter has experienced anxiety and adjustment disorder tendencies for almost two years. In that time, we’ve practiced getting ahead of it as a...

Treasuring My Little Ones During a Crisis

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They say they’re only little once. Babies don’t keep. This stage is fleeting. My dad likes to quote Trace Adkins whenever I seem a tad overwhelmed by telling me, “You’re gonna miss this.” When...

I Didn’t Buy Enough Alcohol and Other Things I’ve Learned After Week 1 in...

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We are one week down in coronavirus quarantine and I have learned a lot about myself, my family and our fellow man. Here are just a few takeaways. I sorely underestimated the amount of alcohol...

Cooped Up With Corona Madness :: Explore the NOLA Outdoors

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Feeling cooped up yet? Who else's kids have already eaten through one month's worth of snacks in three days? I guess I'm not the only one around here that's stress eating! If you are practicing...

Your Son Isn’t Bad, He’s Just Busy

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Tiny terror. Hyper. Captain Destructo. Bad. These are all terms my three-year-old son has (lovingly) been called by family members or myself. I truly try to not label my kids, but sometimes I find myself...

How Play Therapy Can Be a Game Changer

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When my five-year-old daughter got diagnosed with “adjustment disorder with anxiety,” there wasn’t one particular instance that led us to a therapist’s office. It was a culmination of strong emotions, big outbursts and perpetual worry...

Mardi Gras Anxiety Is Real

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Where are my Type A personalities at? Better yet, where are my Type As who don’t have a designated spot on the parade routes? With parade season now in full swing, I’m having Mardi Gras...

Don’t Pluck Your Eyebrows and Other Words of Wisdom for My Daughter

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To my sweet, silly daughter: You are just a couple of weeks shy of your 7th birthday, and currently asking me things like, “Why do you shave your legs?” and “What do you think I’m...

Take Your Kids to the Snow

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There’s nothing that gets etched in your memory quite like witnessing your children experience something magical for the first time. The joys of Christmas morning, love-at-first-sight when they meet their baby sibling, seeing their...

My Family Doesn’t Use Grocery Apps

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Ask any of my close friends and they’ll tell you that I bombarded them with promo codes when I first heard of services like Shipt and Walmart Grocery Pickup. Convenience, all wrapped up in...

Save Your Sanity: Hire a Young Mother’s Helper

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I still cringe at the fact that I was left in charge all day, every day, all summer for young neighborhood kids at 13 years old. My most vivid memories of that time are...