Sometimes the weight of the world feels unbearable when you have kids. I used to start my day off with a cup of coffee and the news. Now, too often the headlines of the day come out fighting, pummeling us with a new death, terror, tragedy, fear, hatred. I just...
I’ll never forget one particular moment after my second child was born. I was admittedly in survival mode – just trying to get through each day as I figured out life with two kids. See, when I had my first baby, I had a lot of expectations for myself and...
So tomorrow is Mother’s Day. There’s a small part of me that wants to spend the day doing things that I don’t get to do much anymore: sleeping in, showering uninterrupted, going out for an adult dinner, napping, killing time with a few magazines. But...
These are the hands…. These are the hands that are home with a sick toddler. We have played with temporary tattoos, she has painted my nails. I have nervously bitten my cuticles to destruction as we waited in the urgent care with a fever of 104 and a...
The following Saga was written by a mom who chooses to remain anonymous in order to protect the identity of her kiddo. My oldest child is going on 12. He is madly loving of his 3-year-old brother and moderately tolerant of his 9-year-old brother. He thinks the only...