By Skyler Dusenbery Mornings Are for Me and You and Jesus
My quiet time has been interrupted a lot lately. And truthfully, I’m growing really weary from it. I miss meeting…
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Motherhood
By Rachel Kosar Grandmas Never Show Up Empty Handed
She showed up with her pillow. Grandmas are always showing up with something. Her toothbrush, her glasses, some books, essential oils,…
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By Jennifer Kennedy God Puts Other Moms in Your Life for a Purpose—Make Sure You Look Up
The last thing I wanted to do that chilly spring afternoon was look up. The bright children’s gym was a…
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If You Think You Didn’t Get a Lot Done Today, Think Again
I didn’t do a lot of things today. The tea on the counter is supposed to be brewed, cooled down,…
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By Brianna Forsman Mothers Keep Going
“I can't do this anymore,” I moaned as I sat on the edge of the bed. Gingerly yet clumsily, I…
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By Angela Williams Glenn There Are Some Things Our Teens Have to Do on Their Own
I thought because I’ve taught teenagers for almost 20 years, I’d be ready for the teenage years with my own…
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By Kris Ann Valdez I May Have Wanted a Girl, But I Needed You
We had one of each—the boy, the girl. Maybe I shouldn’t have cared which way the third went, but I…
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Sometimes I Wonder If I’m a Good Mom
Sometimes I wonder if I am doing a good enough job for them. I don’t always feed them the right…
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By Courtney Devich Why I Put Down the Bottle for Good
“Would you like a drink?” “No, thank you though,” I usually reply. Sometimes I’ll throw in a, “No, I don’t…
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By Jamie Duhn Right Now, I’m the Default Parent but I Still Need You
The default parent. I didn’t know I was the default parent until I started reading about it on social media…
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By Marissa Khosh Seeing Two Pink Lines Changes Everything, Even if They Disappear
Today I came across a picture and it made me cry. Then I came across another one and felt the…
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This is the Summer of Us
Mom guilt hit me hard the moment the bus stop chatter started to rumble with talk of all things camp…
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