Having children often means finding healthcare specially tailored for them. From conception and birth, to dentists and sport physicals, check out our guides to help you find the Missoula area provider that works best for you!
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When you tell people your baby has a clubfoot, almost everyone has a story of a friend or family member who was born with the same condition, yet few knew about what treatment, outcome and daily life would entail. Here’s a little bit about our clubfoot journey with our son Crosby.
Every year, we wish we could skip this step, but there’s a reason it’s called Montana’s fifth season. Smoke particles in the air are unpleasant for everyone, but can be particularly dangerous to children whose airways are still developing, the elderly, and anyone with a respiratory condition like asthma. So how do you cope with the smoke?
The federal waiver for free lunches in schools across the country expired. Here’s some ways to access free lunches and other resources if your child needs them.
Boundaries help with healing and recovery in the first few weeks of postpartum, but how do you establish them? Read this advice from a brand new Montana mama.
Pfizer is unrolling a Covid-19 vaccine safe enough for kids, and with Center for Disease Control and Prevention approval, vaccines are now available for kids in Missoula. The low-dose version of adult vaccines are aimed at kids 5-11.
Have fun staying cool! Also don’t push yourself or your kids. Know when it is time to go inside and cool down.
I’m a worrier. I worry about how I look, I’m not skinny enough, pretty enough, tall enough, smart enough. I worry if I do enough for everyone around me, my job, my boss, my kids, my boyfriend. I worry I’m too much, too emotional, too sensitive, too loud, too big, I think too much, I feel too much. My brain can go a 100mph and I’m in chaos, trying to hold everything together.
About a month and a half ago, I started to notice that my favorite tortilla had an unpleasant, smokey aftertaste. Then I started to notice a sour meat smell everywhere. The chicken coop. The refrigerator. The bathroom. My body odor. Everything smelled like raw, spoiled meat.
This isn’t ‘New Year, New You’ inspired. For my mental health. I do what feels right — sometimes that means I snowshoe and sometimes that means I run on a treadmill and sometimes that means I wake up before dawn to sweat with strangers.