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About Me

 “Less stress, more connection—that’s the kind of parent I want to be.”

Hi, I’m Cory. I’m a husband, a dad of five, and someone who knows firsthand how messy, overwhelming, and beautiful parenting can be. Like most parents, I’ve had mornings that felt like chaos, bedtimes that seemed endless, and days when it felt like nobody was listening.

Over the years, I’ve learned that parenting doesn’t have to be perfect—it just has to be simpler. When we focus on building connection, creating routines that work, and giving ourselves a little grace, family life gets a lot easier.

That’s why I started Raising Made Simple—to share practical tools, encouragement, and step-by-step strategies that make family life smoother and more connected. Here you’ll find ideas you can actually use in real life, even on the busiest days.

And if you’re looking for structured, ready-to-use help, I’ve created a set of 7-day parenting guides—complete with printable tools—that tackle the biggest challenges: chaotic mornings, bedtime battles, and getting kids to listen.

👉 You can explore them all at my Raising Made Simple Shop

Thanks for stopping by—I’m glad you’re here. Let’s make parenting simpler together.

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