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Stephanie

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Stephanie lives in Shawnee with her husband and two crazy redheaded children, Jack (7) and Allison (4). When she’s not working full time as an aviation meteorologist, or trying to stop her kids from fighting, she enjoys running, knitting, attempting to bake, cheering on the Huskers (#GBR!), and catching up on her DVR. You'll often find her dragging her kids and husband to breweries around KC in search of the best IPAs the city has to offer. You can follow her day-to-day snippets on Instagram (@stephavey).
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Stay Safe at Home With a NOAA Weather Radio

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This post is sponsored by Midland Radio, a Kansas City based company and the leader in weather safety products.  While we all try to embrace a spring without family get-togethers, tailgating at Royals games, and...
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Will My Marriage Survive the Coronavirus?

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“Well, I sure hope we like each other!” That’s what my husband half-jokingly said to me last week as he walked in the house after what would likely be both our last days working in...
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How to Experience the Chiefs Excitement Around KC

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Alright Chief’s Kingdom. Our time has (finally!) come. For once the Big Game is less about the dips and commercials, and actually about the game. All 60 Mahomes tossing,  Williams running, and Kelce catching...
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Welcome to the Vomit Party: Surviving the Stomach Bug

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It’s officially the worst time of year. Well, okay ... minus the whole CHIEFS GOING TO THE BIG GAME thing ... but other than that ... total rubbish. It’s cold, dark, and depressing. Even...
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Learn to Swim with the YMCA

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This post is sponsored by the YMCA of Greater Kansas City. However, opinions belong to the writer. Until about a month ago, neither of my kids (ages 7 and 4) had taken swimming lessons.  Shocking...
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Baking Through the Holidays

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I love this time of year. Sure, it’s a simple statement, void of over-the-top adjectives and a spattering of holly jolly, but it’s true. My love for it has taken different shapes over the...

A Thank You to the “Other” Moms

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My firstborn recently turned seven ... which means I’ve been waking up every day for the past seven years and attempting to mom as hard as my mental capacity will allow. Some days I...

Born in the Shadow of Halloween

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I was born on the 29th of October. If you’re savvy in the math department, then you may have figured out that my birthday is exactly two days before Halloween. Now, living in the...
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Sharing the Mental Load

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We're all aware of the mental load -- the mass of “stuff” that occupies that once peaceful space in a mother’s mind as soon as those two little pink lines show up. Our mental...
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Signs Your Child Might be a Hoarder

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I’ve recently come to the realization that my daughter is a closet hoarder. As in, she literally hoards things in her closet, like Ariel with her hidden trove of treasures.   It started innocently enough with...

Know Your Body’s Numbers

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I like to think of myself as an active person. I ran before kids, nothing crazy, but I was out there. After kids it was hard to find the time, motivation, and correct combination...
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Confession: I’m Not a Park Person

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Well, it finally happened. The weather has slowly turned to warmer days and the sun is staying up long past idealistic child bedtimes. With the end of the school year creeping closer, snow days...
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Surviving the Severe Weather Season

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Severe weather season has arrived in Kansas City.  As moms, this also means our role as comforter and protector of our kids is thrown into overdrive, especially at night. Loud thunder, sirens, and hail...

The Window of Opportunity

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There’s this moment that occurs in the early morning hours each weekend, when I feel abundantly optimistic about what I can accomplish in a day. A full deep clean of the house followed by...
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In Defense of Valentine’s Day

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It’s no secret that Valentine’s Day is the redheaded stepchild of celebrated holidays. It’s fueled by guilt that you must buy your mate chocolates and roses to prove your love. Stores thrive off of...