“I will not sit in the tidy safety of quiet that propagates grieving mothers’ isolation. I will hang these babies’ chimes. I will speak their names.”
As A Nurse, I Hang A Wind Chime To Honor Each ‘Angel Baby’ I Deliver
‘The waitress came to our table and in her hand, she had a name tag. She asked if she could pin the name tag on his shirt. It says ‘Captain America’: Special needs mom touched by act of kindness for son with Down Syndrome
“An act of kindness may seem like a small thing but never underestimate it’s power.”
It’s Time To Stop Fear Mongering Breastfeeding
“Not once did I have someone tell me, ‘Just push through! You’ve got this.’ It was always, ‘I wasn’t able to either. Just give her formula.'”
I Am The Daughter Of A Mother Who Alienated Me From My Father
“I walked through much of my life feeling like an orphan. I am a child that was born, yet never raised. I should have ended up addicted and broken, just like my mom wanted me to be. I didn’t.”
‘It’s just cells. Don’t beat yourself up over it.’ That was it. I was sent on my merry way to mourn the loss of my child.’: Woman delivers rainbow baby after losing 7 children
“I remember crawling to the bathroom feeling like a knife was running its way from my navel down, unbeknownst to me that I was even pregnant. I remember sitting there thinking, ‘I’m going to be one of those people on that TV show ‘I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant’. Then, I felt the release of my dead baby. The ER doctor told me, ‘Oh, use a heating pad for any pain.’ That’s it. No follow up, no resources available, just use a heating pad.”
How My Internet Mom Friends Became My Best Friends
“These women know me better than some of my own family members. We’ve had our ups and downs, but there is nothing we wouldn’t do for each other.”
Despite Cancer, Here I Am, Breastfeeding The Son I Was Told I’d Probably Never Have
“I want women to realize that a diagnosis of breast cancer, even an extremely aggressive and rare form, doesn’t always mean your life is over. It is just another chapter.”
‘Last week was one of the most difficult weeks for me as a mom in my mental health journey. It was my husband’s first week back at work since being home all summer.’
“The day came. We all walked Ryan out and waved goodbye as he drove off in his beat up Corolla. And then it was just me and the triplets.”
It’s Time We Treat Moms And Dads Equally
“I think it’s time we raised our expectations of what a man can do, and afford a little more praise to the moms who actually deserve it.”
I Am A Stay-At-Home MOM, Not A Housekeeper
“So many men expect the house to be spotless just because their wives stay at home. We as mothers do not give up careers, adult interaction, a paycheck, and sanity to ensure the house shines like the top of the Chrysler building when our husbands walk through the door.”