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…
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My 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…
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Having 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…
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Dear 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…
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I 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…
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Growing 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…
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Even 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…
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I 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…
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Listen 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…
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Dear 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…
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God 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…
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Dear 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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