Being the Mother of an Athlete Means Learning to Let Go
This is my post. Has been for years. I’ve held this spot sacred, watching you play for so long. Yet as…
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This is my post. Has been for years. I’ve held this spot sacred, watching you play for so long. Yet as…
Continue ReadingMy 6-year-old daughter wants to be a soldier. When we heard from the ultrasound tech that we were having…
Continue ReadingDear Mom, Thinking back on my life as a child, young adult, and now a middle-aged mother myself, I am…
Continue ReadingI am alone, in a hotel room, 20 minutes from home, lying back in the crisp bed, feet propped up…
Continue ReadingI remember bringing that squishy baby home from the hospital. His 9-pound birth weight didn’t label him as scrawny by…
Continue ReadingSome days, I wake up and walk around my house feeling my chest rise looking at the chaotic mess I…
Continue ReadingA few months ago, my friend lost his dad. And it impacted our community profoundly. Because he loved SO BIG.…
Continue ReadingI whisk my daughter through the doors of urgent care and cradle her head as I stand behind three other…
Continue ReadingMany of us who live with autism are familiar with the comings and goings of the ticking time bomb—one that…
Continue ReadingToday, I have been the mean mom, the tired mom, the overwhelmed mom, the anxious mom, the impatient mom, and…
Continue ReadingI am my own worst enemy—I forget to let myself off, give myself time, free myself of guilt. I am…
Continue ReadingMy house screams at me. It screams to clear off the kitchen counters, to put away the clean clothes, to…
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