I Stopped Trying To Make You Different
My dear Avery, One year ago you were diagnosed. One year ago, I heard the doctor quietly say, “I think,…
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My dear Avery, One year ago you were diagnosed. One year ago, I heard the doctor quietly say, “I think,…
Continue Reading“Enjoy this while it lasts. It goes by in the blink of an eye.” “Oh, I miss when my kids…
Continue ReadingI love my kids, and I love watching them play. I do not, however, love taking them to the playground.…
Continue ReadingBefore becoming a mom, I didn’t like the idea of leaving my children all day to go to work. But…
Continue ReadingDear Grandma, I know I’m lucky to still have you in my life—you were a young mom and so was…
Continue ReadingMy baby is probably the cutest baby who has ever lived. He has my eyes, eyebrows, and nose. He has…
Continue ReadingI am sorry for the days I am not enough—the days I am short on attention or tempered for reasons…
Continue ReadingMy strongest memory of my momma is more of a feeling than a memory. I can see myself standing in…
Continue ReadingDear Mom, Thinking back on my life as a child, young adult, and now a middle-aged mother myself, I am…
Continue ReadingI am alone, in a hotel room, 20 minutes from home, lying back in the crisp bed, feet propped up…
Continue ReadingToday, I have been the mean mom, the tired mom, the overwhelmed mom, the anxious mom, the impatient mom, and…
Continue ReadingI am my own worst enemy—I forget to let myself off, give myself time, free myself of guilt. I am…
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