By Crystal Fulmer I’ll Trade Perfection for Resilience Every Time
Once upon a time, about four children ago, I was striving to be the perfect parent. I didn’t even realize…
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By Bekah Hamrick Martin To the Mom Living with Chronic Pain
For the mom who lives every day in pain. Emotional pain, physical pain, all of you tied up in knots.…
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By Liz Koch I’m Proud to Say “That Child” Is My Child
When a new parent brings home a baby, they realize that exhaustion follows closely behind. We expect sleepless nights and…
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By Louisa Vilardi Mommy, Do They Have Cell Phones In Heaven?
I take my children to the cemetery every summer to celebrate my mother’s birthday. The first time I did this,…
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It’s the First and Last Year He’ll Be Wearing My Shoes
When did this happen? My son and I have the same shoe size. The last month, here in the Northeast,…
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The Gift of Slow Time
Years ago, when my husband and I were first getting to know one another, he said to me, “Awara, if…
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Your Kids Need the Mom You Were Made to Be
I’m a member of several mom-focused support groups online, both for creative purposes, and for practical tips, recommendations, and solidarity…
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By Kelsey Scism Nobody Talks about This Part of Senior Year
Here’s what we know about senior year: It goes by fast. It’s full. It's emotional. It’s busy. Each successive last…
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By Stacy Bronec Grandma Gets To be There
After seven hours in the car with three young kids, my husband and I sighed in relief as we parked…
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By Caitlin Van Hefty There’s Special Magic In Hand-Me-Downs
When my husband and I became parents, we quickly learned that people weren’t lying when they said, “Just to warn…
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The Phone Call
The phone rings and my stomach sinks when I see the caller ID. I already know what they’re going to…
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By Beth Blamick Teach Kids People Are More Important than Things
A loud crash echoed from the other room, interrupting my kitchen duties that morning. Seconds before, I’d been enjoying the raucous…
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