Becoming a Special Needs Parent Was Unexpected—But So is My Strength As a Mother
I never wanted to be here. Carting my child from one therapy appointment to another. Arguing with the insurance company about which prescriptions…
Continue ReadingMy Absolutely, Positively Difficult Child
My middle child. My wild child. My absolutely, positively difficult child. She was my easiest birth. After going overdue with the two…
Continue ReadingHaving a Baby With Down Syndrome Changed Everything
This is a story of motherhood, a story about what it’s like to be sitting on the other side of the glass. I sit perched on my seat at the midwifery…
Continue ReadingDear Church, We Have Work To Do
Growing up, I considered myself and my family to be what one might call “good Christians.” We rarely missed a church service. We were there…
Continue ReadingI Hope My Kids Live Numberless
Last fall, my 87-year-old grandmother moved into the nursing home. And as my last living grandparent, it has hit me a little bit harder of the…
Continue ReadingGrowing Up in the ’80s Taught Me All I Need To Know About Friendship
I first met Mary the summer before 6th grade at Camp Caroline Furnace. She was tall, thin, and blonde. I was short, pudgy, and brunette. She lived on…
Continue ReadingEven When Memory Fails, Love Remains
My great-grandmother lived a difficult life. She grew up during the Great Depression and its harsh aftereffects. Once married, her husband became a…
Continue ReadingI Want My Son To Take Pride in His Heritage
I don’t know how many times I’ve been asked the same question, THE question. The one I have grown accustomed to hearing yet not grown accustomed…
Continue ReadingListen To Lee Greenwood’s New Rendition of ‘God Bless the U.S.A.’ and Try Not To Get Chills
I was six the first time Lee Greenwood’s “God Bless the U.S.A.” gave me goosebumps. It was the early ’90s; the county was in…
Continue ReadingDear Husband, Because of You I Believe in Forever
I haven’t always believed in forever. Not really, anyways. All the best stories make it seem like a given. You know how it goes: Boy…
Continue ReadingGod is My Friend, and My Son Showed Me Why
If anyone could blame God, it would be my son. He was born by C-section with no cry. Just silence and panicked doctors. He had been born with right…
Continue ReadingDear Exhausted Mom, This Too Shall Pass
Those first few weeks of motherhood . . . Bleeding. Exhausted. Scared. Crying. (And that’s just me. I’m sure it’s an adjustment for the…
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