Motherhood

When my husband and I were seniors in high school, he took me down to Texas to meet his family.  It only took about two days for me to fall in love with all of them, and to feel at...

If you have children, or you've been in a grocery store within earshot of a child shopping too close to nap time, you've no doubt experienced a tantrum. A tantrum is that universal wailing and gnashing of teeth that...

I am going on vacation with my husband. YAY! If I let my mind wander, I will dwell on negative things like worrying about the boys while we're gone and all the what-if this? and what-if thats?  I could drive myself crazy...

Everybody is quick to tell you that you’ll get no sleep during the first year of motherhood or that you’ll think your kids are the most amazing children in the world. But, there are some things that nobody told me… You...

Hello…? Mom of an almost three-year-old…are you out there in the midnight darkness? Somewhere…? Anywhere…? It’s the middle of the night and I can’t sleep. See, I’m a mom of an almost three-year-old, too. And I can’t sleep because I keep thinking about the day...

Exhausted, anxious, strained, worried, tense, frustrated, and agitated. These are the words I would use to describe the way I have felt almost everyday for the past several years. That makes my life sound so depressing, which is absolutely...

I've been reading a lot of heart-warming stories on the internet lately, about these amazing people who anonymously pay off someone's student loans, or pick up the check for an unsuspecting veteran at a restaurant, or pay extra at...

Hi, my name is Emily Britt.  I am a 32-year-old wife and mother of three adorable girls.  My husband and I have been married for 10 years.  We have Zoe, 9, Bailey, 5, and Jovie, 10 months; they are full...

For fourteen years now, I’ve been “Mom.” Rachel’s mom, Sammi’s mom, Piper’s mom, soccer mom, cookie mom…you know the drill. And since 2011, I’ve had the privilege; well, I’ve PAID for the privilege, of calling myself “dance mom.” You may...

This is it. Just a few short (endless) days or weeks left of my last pregnancy. These are the last baby kicks that I’ll feel from the inside, the last time I’ll wake my husband from slumber with the words,...