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Every mom is different when it comes to activity after the birth. Some need time to recooperate, others hit the ground running. Here are some links I love:

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Cafe Sheri gave us a really great DIY Thanksgiving centerpiece tutorial last week, so I thought I'd elaborate on that. Here are some more beautiful centerpieces to make for your Thanksgiving table: 

The following is a post from our sponsor: EA SPORTS.

EA SPORTS Active helped Michele and her family "get Active" for a healthier lifestyle.

In the last few years, I have struggled with trying to live a healthy lifestyle for me and for my family. I can convince myself of the benefits of working out and eating healthy, but it's much more difficult to convince my family (especially my kids) that eating healthy foods and working out is a lot more fun than eating candy and playing video games. 

I watched the American Music Awards last night, but after Adam Lambert's, er, interesting performance at the end of the night, it's hard to recall anything else that happened before that. It's like it's scorched into my memory. And that's definitely not a good thing!

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CafeMom TheTravelMama (aka Colleen Lanin) is an expert at traveling with kids, but only because she's had her share of past fiascoes to learn from along the way. Colleen is a travel writer and founder of the Travel Mamas blog, the resource for everything and anything related to traveling with children.

Today the mom of 20 month year old Leo and 4 year old Karissa shares three of her own biggest traveling disasters and how she learned to prevent them the next time she hit the road:

Fiasco #1: Kids Tend to Throw Up

You never know when motion sickness or the stomach flu may strike. During a road trip to an amusement park, my preschooler, Karissa, woke 20 minutes before our destination and announced from the backseat, "I'm gonna throw up!" I whipped around from the passenger seat and frantically searched for any type of vessel. I grabbed a box of Kleenex, ripped the tissue from it, and thrust it beneath her chin, narrowly evading a smelly disaster.

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I'll never be able to look at a yogurt container again without first thinking of my daughter. When she was an infant, yogurt was her favorite food. For a while, it was the only protein besides her breastmilk and formula she would eat.

Her favorite place to eat yogurt was not at the table but on the doormat that I keep inside the kitchen door. She'd just plop down with her baby spoon and dig in right out of the large-size container. She didn't want a bowl to interfere with her yogurt-eating experience.

I remember coming back from a business trip that required me to be away from home for several days for the very first time since she was born. I was miserable, I missed her and my son so much.