Am I the Only One Who Struggles? Sometimes It Feels That Way.
After I entered motherhood, I let my identity slip away from me. Not all at once, but little by little.…
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After I entered motherhood, I let my identity slip away from me. Not all at once, but little by little.…
Continue ReadingI see you trying to keep your head above water every day, trying to juggle all of your responsibilities, have…
Continue ReadingThere's a drawing on my refrigerator in the place that was once used as the “command center” of all the…
Continue ReadingThere's something about watching them walk away. Sometimes when they are in front of me and I catch a glimpse…
Continue ReadingIf I had to choose one word that summarized my sentiments toward my own parents growing up, it would be…
Continue ReadingThe most underrated fans in youth sports are the siblings in the stands. The youngest ones schlepped from game to…
Continue ReadingIf I could tell that mom, I’d tell her football starts next week, not in nine years. If I could…
Continue ReadingSometimes I get mad when I rearrange my work schedule so I can make it to my son’s high school…
Continue ReadingI take a handful of sand and watch the granules gradually slip between my fingers. My 1-year-old digs in the…
Continue Reading“It hurts so bad, Mom. Help me.” I can still hear my son’s desperate cries of agony echoing in my…
Continue ReadingDear 6th grade, Here’s the thing. Not only is it hard to be a pre-teen, but a pre-teen who just…
Continue ReadingWhen my oldest son started his senior year of high school, I felt like I was back to being pregnant…
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