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“Every pregnancy is different,” so I’ve heard, and have now experienced. When pregnant with my first baby, everything was new and exciting, curious and magical – and also terrifying. Now, 38 weeks into my second pregnancy, I sure don’t remember being …
There are some beautiful days of motherhood I will always remember. And then there’s the memory of my 2 ½-year-old screaming in the hallway, overtired but refusing to settle for a nap. Since I couldn’t come up with a way to …
The email read: “A resident may have spotted a Florida panther near the woods. Please be careful after dusk, especially if you have small children.” My mind read:”There is a massive panther living in the woods behind building 200, and …
This is a book excerpt from People of the Second Chance. This article was previously published in the spring 2017 issue of Connections. So think about this for a moment. You and I have our mixtapes. We struggle with the soundtracks in our …
Day after day, we helped drag treasured family possessions outside into wet, rancid piles on the curb. At times, the piles were over 10 feet tall, consisting of couches, pots and pans, picture albums, children’s toys and family heirlooms. A …
I sat in a beach chair and cried. Not legit crying with sobs and shudders. It was subtle – the kind of crying where your tears just turn on, as if they were emotional garden hoses connected to a leaky …
I have spent a lot of my years as a mom feeling like the details of my day were out of control. I regularly wash the same load of laundry twice because I keep forgetting to put it in the …
MOPS Friend and MOMcon speaker Bob Goff is launching his new book, Everybody Always, in April. This is your opportunity to win an advance copy! a Rafflecopter giveaway
Just over 50 years ago, Martin Luther King Jr. delivered his “I Have a Dream” speech on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial on Aug. 28, 1963. His words and work stand steadfast today, leaving a legacy of a nation changed …
I live with the rise and fall of a breath warming my chest, the caress of soft buttery skin against my own and the weight of a baby across my shoulders. I have been wearing babies for more than a …