By Christine Koehring Even As You Hold Your Rainbow, it’s OK To Cry For the Storm
It was late in the evening, after a day and a half of labor, when I heard the words, “It’s…
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By Roxy Neuenschwander When It’s Your Last Baby
When it's your last baby . . . The night feedings aren’t nearly as hard even though you’re exhausted and…
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I Will Always Comfort You, No Matter How Tired I Am
I rocked our babies to sleep till my arms felt like they were ready to fall off. I danced and…
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By Rachel Meeker The Only Choice is To Be Strong
“You never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have.” I don’t have a…
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By Kimberly Keys I Held My Baby and He Grew Up Anyway
When my son was a baby, he loved to be held, just like most babies. He was my miracle baby…
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By Renet Coleman Keep Fighting, Little Miracle
There you lay, naked, several tubes assisting in bodily functions. Skin opaque and fragile. So small, so weak, so unrealistic.…
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One Night, You’ll Rock Your Baby For the Last Time Without Knowing It
To my last baby, It’s so weird saying that because my momma heart is still clinging to the thought of…
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It’s Not Supposed To Be Like This, But I Love You
If you’re a mom, you know there’s a phrase that you cringe when you hear your husband say it: ask…
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By Brigitte Shular Your Heart Never Truly Leaves the NICU
NICU mama, I see you. Rocking your tiny baby through a labyrinth of cords. Requesting to do the basic tasks…
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By Brianna Forsman Tonight I Rocked You Because Tomorrow I’ll Miss This
Tonight I rocked you. It wasn't the plan, and it hadn't been the routine in over a year. But as…
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By Melodie Rose Sharp As a New Mom, God Shows Me I’m Not Alone
I sat still, quietly still, as I listened to my baby boy breathe heavily in his sleep. My hair was…
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By Katelyn Brown Mommy, I Still Need You
The first few nights, and truthfully weeks, of your life are a blur to me. I remember leaving the hospital…
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