By Vicki Doronina The Question of Girlfriend
My 14-year-old son doesn't have a girlfriend. At least that’s what he tells me. And I don’t even know what…
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By Tamara Menges When Your Birth Plan Wasn’t His Plan
Being a woman it goes without saying I like to plan ahead. I want to be prepared for what’s to…
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By Erin Schumacher Dear Autism…
If I were to write a letter to autism about how it’s affected our lives, it would read something like…
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By Emily Page Hatch Mothering Our Friendships
As one of the first of my friends to have a baby, I was eager to meet other moms, only…
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By Brittany Dyer Birth Order: What It Means to Me
I worry that I do not spend as much time with my son as a did with my daughter. I…
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By Jordan Plummer Allen How to Protect Your Children From Abuse
According to the National Sexual Violence Resource Center one in four girls and one in six boys will be sexually…
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By Lauren Eberspacher A Letter To My Child
Hello sweet child, I’m your mommy. I tremble as I write these words because I have prayed for you for…
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By Alissa Kay The Beauty of Adoption
Six years ago, we were one of the hundreds (thousands?) of families walking into the courthouse to take part in…
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By Kristine Jacobson How To Adopt A Child – Expectations
Our great adventure into adoption began about 18 years ago when we first contacted the Nebraska Children’s Home Society for…
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By Brianna Bell 5 Ways You Can Support Adoption
Ever since I can remember, it’s been my heart’s desire to become an adoptive mom. As my wedding day neared…
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By Jessica Rettig I’m ready to stand still
I’ve spent my entire adult life chasing the next thing. Just…spinning. And I believe most of the stuff I’ve run…
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By Casey Hitchcock Operation Secondhand Christmas
I don't know about you, but 2015 has been a year full of, "Oops!" "What?!" and the ever more dreaded,…
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