I hear her crying. But find her sound asleep in her crib. It was the sirens. Outside. We live in…
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The Secret Beauty Of Being A Mom
She doesn’t know it, but the note she sent me stays by my kitchen sink. She doesn’t know it, but…
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When Your Child Comforts You
“You okay, Mommy?” she said, pressing herself onto the arm of the overstuffed leather chair. Through my tears, I could…
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Mom, Interrupted
Sometimes I try to find some privacy in the bathroom. But then the door bursts open like a saloon and…
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