Leah Pihlaja

Leah Pihlaja
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A lover, not a cooker. Six years ago, Leah's college bartender asked for her phone number and she figured it would be appropriate to marry him 5 years later, especially since he's an excellent cook. After years spent in their college town, Josh's career brought them to Lakeville in June 2014 with their five year old son, Vance. Leah survives on the daily with her two die-hard Minnesota sports fans and most weekends, you'll find her cheering on her son in his latest sport endeavor. It's safe to say, the last thing she ever saw herself as in her mid-twenties was a soccer mom. But most will agree, it fits her oh so well. Leah works from home as a Marketing Director for 4 locally owned restaurants in Mankato. With education in social media and a newly found passion of sharing the raw, real life details, a blog based on transracial adoption and parenting today was formed towards the efforts of locating her biological mother {and others}. You can learn more about Leah's colorful family, mommy-things and more on her blog {https://leahpihlaja.wordpress.com} or like You're Holding Your Pencil Wrong on Facebook.

How to Talk to Your Grieving Friend

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{Photo credit: Ben White on Unsplash} In the past year, I've learned a lot about death, life... and life after death. I've learned that it's real, and I'm not talking about life after death on...

Confessions of a Former Victoria’s Secret Employee

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Confessions of a former Victoria's Secret employee: PINK is not life... It's black - black is life. Black is our favorite color and 50 shades of black make our wardrobe. I still find it hard to...

Mental Health Awareness Month: OCD Beyond the Screens

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{Photo credit: Cari Dugan Photography} Yesterday at work, someone wanted the napkins straightened. The day before that, I heard someone say their OCD was kicking in because she was stuck waiting in line at Target...

In a Room Full of People

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My son doesn't discriminate, at least not yet. We've always shared bed, bath and extra curricular activity duties - that is, aside from the times we all crawled into his twin bed together to...

Mommy’s Week As Told In Coffee Cups

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MONDAY Morning reheat since you can't find your first cup of coffee (Hint: it's still in the microwave.) STILL MONDAY (!!) And that's reheat and cup number three, now. TUESDAY Yesterday was a bit of a disaster and absolutely nothing...

It Takes a Village: How We Chose Milk Donation

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"Formula or Breastmilk?" "Is she breastfed?" "Do you nurse or are you pumping?" These three questions are what I'm asked countless times when introducing my youngest to friends, family, coworkers and doctors - every-single-doctor-appointment. I've never been...

10 Must-Haves for Your Child’s Medicine Cabinet

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In every family, it seems as if sickness strikes when we least expect it. Take a look at this list of our family's top ten must have items we keep stocked in the kids'...

Losing in the Game of Motherhood

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Not too long ago, a coworker told me I looked really tired (I was... I was extremely tired) and they questioned if I was getting enough sleep, how things were going at home with the...

Turner Syndrome Awareness Month: What these Moms Want You to Know

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At 17 weeks pregnant, I received the news we would be adding a baby girl to our spunky family of three. Not only did we receive this exciting news, but we also learned our...

Please Don’t Thank My Birthmother

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January 16th marked 28 years for me as a true, Midwestern Minnesota girl. It's a day that will always hold a special place in my family's heart - a day I'll never know except through...

A Letter From My 18 Year Old Self

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It's interesting to be in this position... To reserve time to glance at each of the years we've tackled together... 10 long years. It's funny because each set back and success I stop and...

She Is A NICU Nurse

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She administered IVs, sticks and pokes. She consoled my baby and whispered how sorry she was. She saw my heart break through the tears each time. She unplugged my baby of all the machines deemed necessary. She sat me...

Dear Santa, I’ve Been Good

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Dear Santa, There's no need to send Buddy the Elf or that weird little one from Barnes and Noble that creates havoc in my house each and every morning. I'll lay it all out for you,...

My Husband IS NOT My Best Friend

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I adore my husband, I do. We met almost a decade ago and I'll give him plenty credit that he has played a significant role when it comes down to the person (mother, partner, friend,...