By Stephanie Kramm You May Not Remember This Part, but My Heart Always Will
You probably won't remember any of this, but I'll forever be changed. The way you first looked up at me…
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Stephanie Kramm
Today Is the Day Your Hand Is as Big as Mine
One of the first things I did after having your slippery body brought close to mine for the first time…
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I Know It’s Just Summer Camp but I Miss You Already
You would’ve thought I was sending you off to college. The way I triple-checked to make sure you had everything…
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The Man I Pray This Boy Becomes is Tender and Kind
"I feel so sad for them," my 5-year-old said contemplatively. "All those caterpillars won't have a mom and dad anymore."…
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There’s Just Something about a 4-Year-Old
There's just something about a 4-year-old. The way their bubbly laughs and sweet little faces still have some traces of…
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Dear New Mama of a Bundle of Blue
Dear new mama of a bundle of blue, When you have your first boy, you will look down at him…
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God Meets Me in the Laundry Room
It's a mindless job. One that I could do in my sleep. So I roll out of bed while the…
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It’s the Beginning of Your Life and I Get To Be Here For It
It's the middle of the night, but it's the beginning of your life. And I get to be here for…
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There’s Nothing Better Than Being Your Mother
Four times I’ve lifted brand new slippery babies up to my chest after bringing them into this big world. Four…
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You’re a Perfectionist—But It’s OK To Fail, Too
My perfectionist child, there’s something I hope you’ll always understand . . . It’s OK when we mess up sometimes.…
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Children Will Remember the Little Moments With You
My creative 7-year-old recently learned how to make paper claws. Because of this new skill, we now have paper claws…
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These Are the Days of Puppy Dog Kisses and Little Boy Wishes
These are the days of snips and of snails. Of endless exploring and blazing new trails. Of hiding behind me…
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