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The Curl – A Mother’s Thoughts on the Gentle Ache of Watching the Years Fall Away
How does a mother get used to the reality of waning time? How does she hold with an open hand the memory of the tenderness of those early years and the swelling emotions of growing a child and watching him fly?
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Dear Moms of Littles … Here’s the Secret to the Next Stage: It gets even better!
I took the girls to one of our favorite coffee shops last week, and all around me were parents of babies and toddlers. Their little ones toddled up and down the lawn, when it suddenly hit me with perfect clarity: the sun has nearly set on this season for me. My children are getting older,…
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FREE Beautifully Brave Mother’s Day Printable!
Today I am so excited to share that I have teamed up with my lovely friend, Teresa of Hugs & Punches to bring you a darling FREE printable inspired by Wednesday’s post: Beautifully Brave – A Tribute to Moms (be sure to hop over and read it; it will encourage your heart!). (The links to download are at the bottom…
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Beautifully Brave – A Tribute to Moms
They call you Mom. You with the baby on your hip or the toddler at your feet. You with the towering sons or the growing-too-fast girls. Or you with the can’t-believe-he’s-in-college student or the they-have-babies-of-their-own-now children. Mom. A simple three-letter-word. So easy in it’s simplicity that it is one of the first they learn to…
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A Prayer for my Daughter, on Her Birthday
Dear sweet girl, you’re two today. Remnants of baby still cling to your frame, but you’re growing tall and your limbs stretch longer. How quickly these days pass! If only I could freeze this curious, energetic, passionate season with you. Yet you change a little each day, growing, stretching, embracing, releasing; the days pass, and…
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Regret-Free Mothering
Regrets can suffocate a mom, threaten to steal the joy right out from within her. A mother can tally up those things like she’s keeping score. She can string each one, a bead at a time and then wear them around her neck like an albatross. My oldest is six, so I haven’t logged even…
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The Butterfly Lesson
As I dropped the oldest off at his classroom the other day, there was a flurry of excited activity. A monarch caterpillar had fully emerged from its chrysalis, and the butterfly fluttered around. A second monarch caterpillar was in the process of emerging, and an animated group of six-year-old kids hovered around, watching the incredible…