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Angela Anagnost-Repke

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Angela-Anagnost Repke is a writer dedicated to raising two empathetic children. She hopes that her graduate degrees in English and counseling help her do just that. Angela is known for her dreadful technology skills and her mean Grecian chicken. She has been published in Good Morning America, ABC News, Scary Mommy, The Good Men Project, and more. Angela has personal and literary essays in Literary Mama, The HerStories Project, the anthology, “Red State Blues” by Belt Publishing, among others. She is currently at-work on the cross-generational memoir," Mothers Lie."
To the teacher that gives no homework. Thank you. Kids need more play time at the end of the day, not more work. #homework #filterfreeparents #momlife #nohomework #schools #teachers

To the Teacher Who Doesn’t Give Homework – Thank You

Dear Teacher Who Gives No Homework, Thank you for giving my son the gift of play after school—not homework. Instead of climbing back into yet another...

Listen Up World – My Daughter Isn’t Afraid To Speak Her Mind

I envy my four-year-old daughter. And I hope I always do. She easily gives her opinion—with her hands on her hips, shaking her pointer finger...

The Complete Hell That Is The Witching Hour

The witching hour—every home with babies and children has it. It’s that time of the day where babies cry endlessly and big kids whine...

Weekends Totally Suck The Life Out Of You When You’re A Parent

The other day my husband and I were reminiscing about how glorious our weekends were before kids. We’d wake up hungover around 10, eat...

The Stress Of Having A High Needs Baby Is Exhausting

The high needs baby. Those of us who have fought our way through that, we cringe at those words. We know that “high needs”...

Dear Firstborn, Thanks for Letting Me Screw Up

Dear Firstborn, I had no freaking clue what I was doing those first few months after you were born and you just kind of hung...

Hey Parents, Stop Trying To Be The Coach When You’re Not

“Have fun.” These are the only two words that I tell my son before a travel soccer game. And after the game, I ask, “Did...

Dear Husband, It’s Time to Get the Snip

Dearest Husband, The time has come. We are at the point in our marriage where you need to take the plunge. No, I am not...

This is 30 Years of Friendship

This is what thirty years of friendship looks like. They pluck your stray gray hair right before a selfie. They encourage you to cry. They don’t let...

Dear Daughter, No One Will Hush You

Dear Daughter, May you always sing that low-octave voice while shaking your hips in that turquoise bikini—in the middle of winter. No one will hush you. May...