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Stories from the heart of every home

Motherhood
Marriage
Kids
- Baby
- Toddler
- Child
- Tween
- Teen
- Grown Children
Faith
Grief
Living
Shop
Book
- So God Made a Mother
- So God Made a Mother – Companion Keepsake Journal
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See, I would always tease “Where was this crazy

See, I would always tease “Where was this crazy attention when I was a kid? Why are rules out the window now? Why do my kids get so spoiled?” Don’t get me wrong, my parents were wonderful to us growing up, but now, they’re like these magical people made of pixie dust in fairytales.

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Written by Raiyah Hurt

Mama, you aren’t invisible.

At 5 a.m. when you’re up for the day when you were up and down all night.
When the chores feel endless, and your clothes have never felt so lived in.
While they’re sick and you’re holding them, wishing you could take their pain away.

You aren’t invisible.

When you’re piling on jackets or covering them in sunscreen.
When the trip from the house to the car feels like the outing.
When you’re juggling who you were, who you are, who you’re becoming.

You aren’t invisible.

When you’re preparing bottles or holding them at your chest. Scraping off more unwanted food or having it for lunch.
When you feel as if you haven’t been able to get anything done or feeling the pressure to be the illusion of a perfect mother.
When you’re holding your breath because every thought, every action has them in its centre.

You aren’t invisible.

When you can’t remember the last time you held an adult conversation, or even if you know how to anymore.
When you’re packing away piles of toys, or tiny clothes, or feel like you’ve been singing nursery rhymes for the past few hours.
When your ears are ringing from the crying and even though you could never be more thankful, some days feel thankless.

You aren’t invisible.

When the weight of being someone’s everything is as heavy as it is light.
The frazzled mother in the store who somehow manages to scoop them up in tears even though her arms are full.
The one that wears her heart on her sleeve and their breath on her chest in the middle of the night.

One day things will change.

They’ll be able to tell you what’s wrong instead of crying.
They’ll stop needing to be held all the time.
They’ll be able to say, “I Love You”.

And you’ll realize they’ve been telling you since the day you met.

A mother’s love is not invisible,
It doesn’t boast or take, it only offers.

Everything you do, they see.

And everything you do, is seen through them.

Mama, you are not invisible.

I hope you realize just how seen you are.

Shared with permission from @jessurlichs

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Sleeping over at Grandma and Grandpa's is a magica

Sleeping over at Grandma and Grandpa's is a magical time for our kids.

Their doors swing open, and our kids light up,
as they are met with open arms,
and more love than we have the energy to give.

Food has a better flavor,
and the hugs are filled with excitement,
as they unearth chests of toys from our childhood
experiencing them through their grandchildren’s eyes,
stay up late snuggling close watching a movie in bed,
and wake up early to chocolate chip pancakes.

Grandparents have time to feel blessed and grateful.
They’re present to play,
to ask about the day,
and to melt at our kids every whim.

They don’t want to miss a single thing.

And one day, those fun sleepovers will become restorative.
They'll go over to process the pain of perceived failure,
have a home-cooked meal, and gain a fresh perspective to strengthen them.

And our kids will know,
they always have another hand to hold onto,
to make them feel less alone.

All they have to say is, "Can I sleep at Grandma and Grandpa's?"

Shared with permission from @livingfullaftered
Artwork: Unknown Artist

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