So God Gave Tired Moms Back-to-School
And then, God looked down and saw the frazzled momma. He saw how she was worn from playing referee. From breaking up fights, and…
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Motherhood
Dear Kindergartner, I Could Not Love You More
The night before you send your kid to Kindergarten is a strange place. (This is a long one. And I’d being lying if I said I didn’t cry…
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Don’t Worry Mama, More Wonder Awaits
I’ll admit it, I’m a sucker for a toddler. Physically speaking, there is nothing more adorable on the planet. Soft ringlets. Big eyes.…
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Postpartum Depression Stole My Joy, But God Gave it Back To Me
I have to admit, watching new moms on my social media feeds and out in public used to fill me with envy. These moms looked so proud and filled to the…
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Dear Teen, Your Mother Delights in You
I was there the first time you belly laughed. You found something uproariously funny and as that laugh bubbled up and sheer happiness burst from your…
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Better Late Than Never: An Apology to My Mother
Dear Mom, I didn’t begin to understand the unrealistic impossible expectations I put on you. I would easily forgive Dad’s transgressions. He…
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Dear Tired Mama, Sometimes Church is For Naps
When my babies were . . . well, babies, I found myself widowed at the age of 28. To say I was suffering from sleep deprivation was a tragic…
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Motherhood is All the Things Nobody Sees
Do you see me? After the house is dark and all the little voices have silenced for the night, you’ll find me walking through the house. I’ll pick…
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Motherhood is Messy and I’m Tired of Hiding It
Today, I lost it. The mental load of motherhood broke me. Finito. Buh-bye. GONE. I could feel my nerves fraying at the seams as my toddler…
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The Only Thing You Need to Know About Having Twins
Here’s what you need to know about having twins. It’s awesome. Yup, that’s it. But what about double the trouble? Double the diapers? Double…
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