By Lisa Leshaw Goodbye to Girlhood Innocence
She loved pickles and pudding and rocks that glittered. And forts that touched the ceiling. She mastered shadow puppets on…
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My Little Girl is Getting Married and I Wonder, Did I Do Enough?
My daughter is fierce, independent, decisive. Somehow, that tiny baby girl I once held in my arms is now grown…
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Dear Daughter, Your Joy Is Contagious
Dear daughter, Thank you for teaching me what joy is. Thank you for waking up laughing and babbling, no matter…
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Why Does It All Go So Fast?
I remember the day you were born so vividly. It’s etched into my brain as one of the best moments…
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One Day You’ll Have Big Girl Tears, So I’ll Hold You Today
Your little eyes are swollen tonight from crying, but I know how to comfort you. I hold you close, hum…
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By Carolyn Moore I Don’t Know How to Be a Mom of Teens, but I’m Learning
I’m a card-carrying baby person. You know the type—the kind of mom who turns into a cooing heap of melty-hearted…
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By Randi Latzman I Hope She Knows
I hope she knows how hard I try to be a good mom. I hope she knows that my anger…
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God Knew Her Name Before I Knew My Daughter
Infertility was an invisible enemy to me for years. Invisible because no one could tell when I walked down the…
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By Angela Hampton Today I Dressed the Barbies For the Last Time
After three girls, we amassed a collection of Barbies and American Girl Dolls that would rival any toy store on…
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By Angela Williams Glenn She’s 13, and I Can Feel Her Slipping Through My Fingers
I feel like here, on the cusp of becoming a teenager, I can feel you slipping through my fingers as…
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By Jenni Conrady 3 Affirmations For Building Brave, Beautiful Daughters
I am brave. I am beautiful. I am His. Some days it’s an eye roll, the kind only a daughter…
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My Daughter is Fierce and I Couldn’t Love Her More
Whenever anyone says her name wrong, she slowly turns around, puts her hands on her hips, and repeats her name,…
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