Blessed Are Those Who Can’t Even
We argued about an orange last night after dinner. Not even a large orange. A tiny mandarin. As emotions escalated…
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We argued about an orange last night after dinner. Not even a large orange. A tiny mandarin. As emotions escalated…
Continue ReadingThis was a rough morning. I mean rough. I was fighting with my husband . . . again. Late for…
Continue ReadingI have four kids, so I have felt many levels of exhaustion over the past 13 years since becoming a…
Continue ReadingHey mama, I get it. I know your hair is tangled, your eyes are bloodshot, and your mind is running…
Continue ReadingRecently, I took a step of faith in my personal and mental health—a choice that was important for not only…
Continue ReadingMama friend, I know you’re exhausted. It feels like you have nothing left to give. You know you need to…
Continue ReadingI didn’t realize the fear I would feel going into the operating room. My hands trembled and felt as if…
Continue ReadingI have three young kids, and, reader, I am tired. My youngest child is a toddler, and my life right…
Continue ReadingThe uncontrollable tears streamed down my weary face. As I looked around and saw the piled laundry on the table,…
Continue ReadingHey, mama, The one cowering over the kitchen sink, pretending to put the dishes in the dishwasher while you shovel…
Continue ReadingMy baby is probably the cutest baby who has ever lived. He has my eyes, eyebrows, and nose. He has…
Continue ReadingI’m that friend. The one who takes forever to respond or sometimes doesn’t at all. She’s me. I’m the follow-up…
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