I’ll Never Be Ready for My Son To Let Go of Me
The arts-and-crafts tote overflowed with cylinders of petrified Play-Doh, crispy-bristled paintbrushes, and Elmer’s glue bottles with clogged applicator tips. Underneath…
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The arts-and-crafts tote overflowed with cylinders of petrified Play-Doh, crispy-bristled paintbrushes, and Elmer’s glue bottles with clogged applicator tips. Underneath…
Continue ReadingTwo days before my first child left for college, I swallowed tears passing the chocolate milk in the grocery store.…
Continue ReadingTo my little graduate: I’m so proud of you. I used to think graduation ceremonies at this age were just…
Continue ReadingI look at him and my heart breaks into a million little pieces. It simply hurts too much to know…
Continue ReadingIs he ready? It's the question I’ve been asking myself for the last year. The question that’s literally kept me…
Continue ReadingWhen my son was three months old, my aunt and uncle sent him a generously-stuffed cow from Texas that was…
Continue ReadingI have been struggling lately. You see, my firstborn is suddenly a teenager. I knew it was going to happen,…
Continue Reading“Are you sure about that diagnosis?” I blinked at her in surprise. My son was recently diagnosed with autism, and…
Continue ReadingToday, I watched my little boy put an oven mitt over his hand and mix up an imaginary meal. Like…
Continue ReadingI pulled up to my son’s school one day last week, and he climbed into the car full of his…
Continue ReadingWhen we’re exhausted and completely emptied by the demands of motherhood, the connection we feel with our little ones is…
Continue ReadingYou, my son, are precious. Yellow rain boots and mismatched clothes, you dig holes in the yard and try to…
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