There’s Nothing Terrible About Two
Two is not terrible. It’s terribly terrific. It’s frustratingly fantastic. It’s annoyingly amazing. It’s painfully perfect. It’s…
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Toddler
Won’t You Stay a Toddler Just a Little While Longer?
Toddler. Hood. Help me, Jesus. It is the swinging back and forth of a pendulum between staring at the most precious thing on God’s planet and…
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In This Moment, All is Well
She sways in the rocker, ever so quietly. The soothing sounds of white noise just about drown out the soft creaks. I need to fix that, she says to…
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I Need You to Nap But I Miss You When You Do
Naptime. I yearn for it. I wait for it. I NEED it. Don’t get me wrong, being your mommy is my favorite responsibility. I love…
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I’m Going To Hold Onto Every Last Minute of You
I spent the first five months of your life just waiting for you to get bigger. I was exhausted in a way I have never imagined possible, and yet I…
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You Grow Up a Little More Each Day
My girl, my firstborn, my goodness you seem so much older than four. I am in awe of you every day, my sweet baby girl. You are truly growing up right…
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Teaching Preschool At Home, Mama? Go Beyond the Workbook With These Must-Have Learning Tools.
Summer is flying by (as usual), and most of us are beginning to look ahead towards the big question mark sitting in the place where school should…
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I’m a Good Mom, You Just Caught Me in a Bad Moment
You know, it never fails. The two minutes my son is having a colossal meltdown in public, an innocent passerby hears me say something negative, or…
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Behind Every Toddler Tantrum is a Mom Doing Her Best
The mall was brimming with shoppers. Heat radiated out of stores and into the concourse where I was already dripping sweat from my toddler’s…
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There Are a Million Reasons I Give of Myself Over and Over—And They’re All You
I heard him crying. He was supposed to be sleeping. But he wasn’t. Instead, he was calling out for me. Yelling my name. And, to be completely…
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