I Wash Hoodies Instead of Onesies These Days, But My Babies Still Need Their Mama
I don't remember the last time I washed a onesie. I don't mean this in the way people do when they…
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I don't remember the last time I washed a onesie. I don't mean this in the way people do when they…
Continue ReadingAt six-years-old, if I possibly could have, I would have told myself, "Tell someone!" At seven, eight, nine, and 10…
Continue ReadingIt happened again this last week. We were out to eat at our local taco joint and I had gotten…
Continue ReadingThere were many things for which I was not prepared when they laid my first baby on my chest six…
Continue ReadingTo my mom: I’m lying on my bed hiding right now. I can hear the kids bickering as they get…
Continue ReadingIn the days since you’ve left me, I’ve begun each by staring at myself in the mirror and wondering if…
Continue ReadingMmm, acne . . . Welcome back. I haven't missed you. I thought I left you behind with my teenage…
Continue ReadingSatan wants to steal your motherhood. If you pay attention, you can see it happening; you can hear his whispers.…
Continue ReadingThe house is quiet, my girls are peacefully fast asleep, and I've just turned out the light, ready to turn…
Continue ReadingEveryone needs me right now. The middle one has a cough. My husband wants a date night. The baby wants…
Continue ReadingIt was a rough day. I had a bad day at work and was completely exhausted. I had worked nine…
Continue ReadingI held you tonight—well, I tried. You’re 25 pounds of smushy love. My arms can’t cradle your body like they…
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