To the Momma in the Silent Years

To the Momma in the Silent Years

Somewhere, there is a momma in the silent years quietly wiping down a high chair. Breakfast is over and her baby is babbling on a blanket as she takes a minute to clean up applesauce and tiny puffs that have spilled across the floor. She will spend so much of her day...
To the Momma in the Silent Years

The Last First Time

When I was pregnant with my oldest (now four), every part of pregnancy was exciting. I called my husband to tell him every time that the baby had hiccups. I posted the baby’s size and latest developments to my Facebook account every week. Oh, and I went to visit labor...
To the Momma in the Silent Years

A Response to the Unwritten Letter

Dear friend, Your heart is safe here with me. It is a brave thing to admit that you aren’t as okay as you claim to be most days. It is okay to concede that maybe you need a little help. I know that most days you can keep your fears under control. Those whispers of...
To the Momma in the Silent Years

What You Won’t Find on Google

There are some things that you just cannot Google. I mean, I suppose that you could enter whatever search terms that you wanted, but there are certain things that even “Dr. Google,” and “Peace of Mind Google,” and “Am I Normal Google” cannot answer. I joked with my...
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