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What They Never Tell You About Having Children
“Mama did you tee-tee again?” my two-year-old asks, as he bursts through the bathroom door assessing whether my “potty time” had been successful. “Yes, son,” I replied, with less irritation in my tone than I actually felt. “Great job!” he exclaimed excitedly, and ran...
The Hands That Hold My Hands
The hand I held today was soft and small…. She climbed out of the backseat, all smiles, and immediately reached for my hand. The cool air, uncommon for this time of year, greeted us as she clasped my hand tightly, confident in my ability to guide her. It was...
Please Help Me To Be Nice
A few nights ago, lying beside the crib in a darkened room, I said prayers with our youngest. When I was finished, his voice spoken softly said, “Mama, I wish I could say my prayers myself.” A little surprised I said, “…of course baby, you can talk to God anytime.” ...