I’m Raising My Boy to Leave Me
His boisterous cries filled the room as he entered this world. When they laid my son on my chest in…
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His boisterous cries filled the room as he entered this world. When they laid my son on my chest in…
Continue ReadingComing from a home with three sisters and practically swimming in an ocean of estrogen my whole life, I had…
Continue ReadingI have a lot of gray hair. More than most people my age, and probably no less than my mom,…
Continue ReadingLearning to love yourself is hard work. I did not grow up loving myself. Instead, I always felt inadequate, and…
Continue ReadingWhen I found out I was pregnant with a boy, I cried. And not with joy. I sobbed to my…
Continue ReadingI never finish a cup of coffee. I rarely sit down. I could buy stock in milk, bread, and chips.…
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