Tag: parenting
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It’s here…
Finally! My second book, my sophomore book, my most personal account of a moment gone awry, is now available for the WORLD to read. To say I am nervous is an understatement, but I knew that it needed to be written so that at least ONE person, ONE mom, dad,…
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The newness of motherhood…
A few weeks ago, I attended a one-year birthday celebration. The party was brimming with newness! Expectant moms that were glowing, tired new moms, committed new moms. There was a palpable expression of joy and love. It was refreshing – Yet I found myself thinking… Do they know? Do they…
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Stop saying …
WOMEN CAN HAVE IT ALL!!! This blog is a declaration! We must stop saying that women can have it all. I have never been more disappointed by any statement in my life. If we choose to be a wife, mother, professional, etc., having it all comes at a price. It…
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Where are the instructions…to parenting?
It was our recent trip to the country’s largest IKEA that prompted this blog! It was our first time walking through this monstrosity of a home goods store. We didn’t think we were going to buy anything, we just wanted to walk around, but we grabbed a bag. By the…
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Love…it sometimes hurts.
You are broken, and I can’t fix you You are broken, and I will not hide it You are broken, and I must release you You are broken, and I will always love you You are broken and I accept it You are broken, and I will wait You are broken,…
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The Waiting Room (Part 2)
When his name was called, we walked into the lab room. They asked my husband to hold Rob in his lap and hold down his little arms so that they could draw a significant amount of blood. My husband’s legs began to shake, and his tears just flowed as he…
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Forgiveness is difficult to give..but required…
Warning this blog may be too revealing for some. Read at your own risk! As a little girl, I witnessed the many times my mom would hold a grudge, and I mean that lady could hold a grudge like nobody’s business. I promised myself I would never be that person.…
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They are completely different…but their hearts are the same.
I sat and watched as tears flowed down his tender face as he watched his older brother remember his Uncle. His older brother stood tall, spoke with grace and tenderness about the sweet memories he had with his Tio, yet the tears flowed uncontrollably. I sat quietly as the tears…
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Grace Extended…
Grace – (n) – mercy, clemency pardon It seemed unimaginable. First came the phone call. The voice on the other end, desperate, screaming, crying, scared. “Mom, please tell dad to hurry, I’m hurt, I am really hurt.” What! Where? How? Where are you? – All questions I asked out loud…