A Word for the Weary Mom
Recently I found myself waist high and elbow deep into one of those nights. It was 9:30 pm, and there…
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Recently I found myself waist high and elbow deep into one of those nights. It was 9:30 pm, and there…
There are piles of laundry to be washed and folded, and sticky spots are scattered upon the kitchen floor. The…
It’s been quiet here the past couple weeks, and for good reason! I have hardly been able to muster the…
They’ll tell you marriage isn’t easy, that it’s like a mirror held up to reveal your finer moments and your…
Dear sweet girl, you’re two today. Remnants of baby still cling to your frame, but you’re growing tall and your…
Regrets can suffocate a mom, threaten to steal the joy right out from within her. A mother can tally up…
As I dropped the oldest off at his classroom the other day, there was a flurry of excited activity. A…
I’m tired. I bet you are too. If you’re a mom to one, two, three, four or more … I…
I feel it creeping up, the familiar strangling sensation of anxiety: the tightness in the chest, the heart palpitations, the…
It’s incredible how inadequate I feel as a mother at times, how unintentionally I sometimes spend my days. I’ve previously…
We’re just over one week into this 31 Days of Intentional Mothering series, and today I want to hear from you….
It’s half past nine, and my kids are breathing deeply when I finally squeeze out of the bed. All three of…