By Latoya Samantha Smith When Strong Isn’t a Choice
Not even a week ago, I gave birth to my second baby. That feels strange to type, but here I…
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It’s a Good Day To Celebrate Your Rainbow Baby
Dear Mama, Today, take a moment for yourself. A moment to reflect on this powerful journey. And just soak it…
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What Comes after the NICU? Sometimes It’s the Struggle No One Sees.
They clap when you bring the baby home—finally, miraculously, out of the NICU. They celebrate the milestones, the trials overcome,…
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By Victoria Hulmes I Was Never Really Me before You
When you were younger, Mommy, what were you like? What did you do? Darling, I had a whole life, way…
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By Caitlin Van Hefty Dear C-Section Mom, It’s Natural to Feel Whatever You Do
When I was eight months pregnant with my firstborn, I thought I had it all figured out. I’d read the…
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The Hardest Part Came after We Left the NICU
"Once you get home from the NICU, everything will be okay! It's just a short period of inconvenience and then…
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I Left More than My Baby In the NICU
"I'm not sure I could ever leave my baby in the NICU." The reply was from a well-meaning older lady…
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By Lyncon Martinez I’ll Hold You Now Because You Won’t Be Little Forever
It's 3 a.m., and I am purely exhausted. I sit in silence listening to you breathe. I stare at your…
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By Katie Revai LeFevre RSV Season Is Back and So Is My Plea: Please Don’t Kiss the Babies
It’s been two years since the darkest chapter of my life as a mother. My then-newborn son, a preemie, had…
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God Held My Baby and Me in the NICU
I had been here before. I had sat in the green recliner, holding my baby with wires attached to their…
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Close Your Eyes, Mommy, I Am Here
As candles flicker across the world, United in love tonight, I think of you, my little one, My baby: my…
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I Never Liked Holding Babies Until I Held My Own
I never liked holding babies until I held my own. Babies scared me. Or scratch that—motherhood scared me. When I…
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