My Sons Outnumber My Daughter—Here’s What You Don’t See
The first time I heard a comment about the number of boys I had, I was heavily pregnant with my…
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By Marissa Bader Children Are a Work In Progress—So Are Their Mothers
For a long time, I assumed a mom always knew exactly what to say to her children in every possible…
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By Abby McDonald Time Is All We Have with our Kids
A few weeks ago, I made a mistake no mother of a teenage driver wants to make: I watched from…
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Dear Middle Child, I See You
To my middle child, Today I just wanted to tell you something: I see you. I see you trying hard,…
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By Megan Kewaza I’m Not Just Raising a Child—I’m Raising a Bridge
Some days feel heavier than others. You watch them grow and wonder if the world sees all of them—the heart,…
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By Hannah Dearth Knowing You’ve Had Your Last Baby Is So Bittersweet
I didn’t know my last baby was my last baby. We had talked about our last baby, sure, but not…
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By Kristyna Moore We Are Not Built for This and Yet We Mother Anyway
Motherhood today is a kind of exhaustion that sleep can’t touch. One that self-care can’t fix. It’s the exhaustion of…
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God Holds You As You Hold Everyone Else
She stands in the kitchen, hands trembling over the sink, tears she cannot let fall pressing behind her eyes. The…
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By Ashley Butler Your Kids Will Remember More Than You Think
Sometimes I forget how big the little things feel when you’re a kid. A random Tuesday trip for ice cream.…
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By Samantha Mckillop The Mother I Needed, The Mother I Became
I love being home for you after school. Watching you play in the front yard with your friends, running in…
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Her Hair Is Part of Her Story
Hair means so much in her daddy’s world, in her heritage. In Uganda, hair is a story. It tells who…
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By Ashleigh Spurgeon Yes, I Know Fear—but I Also Know Faith
The night my daughter woke up screaming at 3 a.m., I knew something was wrong. Her cry wasn’t the half-asleep…
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