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He reached for my hand and then looked up. His sweet smile and lingering gaze flooded my weary heart with…
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He reached for my hand and then looked up. His sweet smile and lingering gaze flooded my weary heart with…
Continue ReadingI'm a mother of six. Some are biological, and some are adopted. I homeschool most of them. I'm a "trauma…
Continue ReadingI glanced at my lit-up phone and smiled. My mom, who lived a few states away, had sent an all-too-familiar…
Continue ReadingIt seems like yesterday we were bringing you home from the hospital. Back then, we were new parents, clueless but…
Continue ReadingI’m standing in the shower rinsing the conditioner out of my hair with a toddler babbling at my feet, running…
Continue ReadingThree is our magic number. It always has been. It feels like the perfect number of kids for us. Everyone…
Continue ReadingHe’s 13. I could stop there, and most parents would simply shake their heads, give me a look of sympathy,…
Continue ReadingI want to tell you the story of a little boy who came to live with me when he was…
Continue ReadingI had my kids in my 20s, and yes it was hard, but probably not for the reason you think. People…
Continue ReadingTo the friend who invited me over without picking her house up beforehand . . . thank you. You had…
Continue ReadingThe newborn announcement pictures are precious. The new pastel-colored onesie that doesn’t quite fit the baby with pockets of fabric…
Continue ReadingDear husband, let me introduce you to your wife, insomnia edition. You see me not sleeping. You see me “playing”…
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