By Brooke Teel This One’s For the Dads We Couldn’t Do Life Without
This one is for the dads. The dads who change the 3 a.m. diapers and hand you the baby to…
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By Becka Asper Dear Child, When You Face Disappointment
Dear child, I have discovered my most important contribution as a parent. I get to teach you– daily–that people aren’t…
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I Don’t Want to Take Any of These Moments With You For Granted
When my son was two days old, I watched as he scrunched his eyebrows and opened his mouth wide, yawning…
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Autism is Heartbreak By One Thousand Paper Cuts
Every year, 1 out of 59 children is diagnosed with autism. And behind each child—behind the meltdowns and the therapies…
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Loss Carves a Tender Space in a Mother’s Heart
From the moment you see those two lines on a pregnancy test, something inside you shifts. Whether or not you…
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Dear Son, I Am So Proud of You
Dear Son, I blinked, and I don’t know where my baby bear’s gone off to. Those chubby little hands that…
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By Erin Artfitch Some of the Best Moms Are the Broken Ones
“I can't do anything right." It was 15 minutes past our usual bedtime, and I was laser-focused on nursing my…
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What Will My Son’s Future Hold When He’s No Longer a Little Boy?
Is this our forever? A good friend recently asked me what kinds of things Leo was interested in these days? …
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As An Only Child, I Love Raising a Big Family
I loved being an only child. Growing up, my letters to Santa might ask for a Cabbage Patch doll or…
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By Taraneh Kerley Motherhood is Everything All At Once
I want to let you in on a secret of motherhood—motherhood is hardly ever one thing at once. It is…
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Dear New Mama, Do What’s Right For You
As pregnant mamas, we sometimes fight insane, unwanted requests from family members who want to be in the delivery room.…
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Grief is Love Unfinished, But Jesus is Love Unending
I died the day he died. Or at least a large part of me did. I held the hand of…
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