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by Becky Thompson | Sep 4, 2014 | Infertility & Miscarriage
Someone once called me a Mommy Blogger. I didn’t mind. After all, I am a Mommy and I blog, and the majority of what I write includes my children in some way. But, I guess I just never put myself in that category – and honestly, it used to be for a reason. I write...
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by Becky Thompson | Aug 13, 2014 | Devotionals, For Mommas
“I don’t want to play with her anymore!” “Bubba,” I calmly corrected, “It’s not nice to tell your sister that she can’t play with you. Can you please scoot over and let her play on the other side with her toys too?” Tears streamed down my daughter’s face as her...
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by Becky Thompson | Aug 8, 2014 | For Mommas, Most Shared
I have no idea what last night was like for you. Maybe you got a great night of sleep and you woke up this morning ready to conquer the day. Or maybe you spent hour after hour holding and rocking and feeding a fussy baby, or a sick baby, or a baby who just refused to...
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by Becky Thompson | Aug 7, 2014 | Devotionals, For Mommas, Marriage
When I met your Daddy, there weren’t any sparks. Things didn’t move in slow motion, and we didn’t lock eyes while music played in the background. Actually, that’s not true. The mall always has music playing… but it wasn’t some romantic ballad. It was just a regular...
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by Becky Thompson | Aug 5, 2014 | For Mommas
“One last push, and you can meet your son!” the nurse cheered. And she was right. As I leaned forward, I saw him. Brand new. Arms stretched wide. Hands open. Reaching for something to hold onto. Such a big transition into this new world. Such a brave adventure. But as...
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by Becky Thompson | Jul 29, 2014 | For Mommas, Marriage
“Momma?” “Yeah, buddy?” I stood in the doorway of his bedroom. He was tucked into his twin sized bed, and his little sister was tucked into hers across the room. My husband and I had already told bedtime stories and prayed. I was giving my final hugs before I said...
