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Brother and Sister They’ll be For Life
The bond of a brother and sister . . . God blessed me with one of each, and I just love watching them grow and learn together in this season of them being…
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When Anxiety is High, Lift Your Prayers Higher
I have anxiety. It’s a medical condition that requires a diagnosis from a doctor. It’s a chemical imbalance in the brain that gives you that constant “fight or flight” response to even the…
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Gosh, She’s Stubborn
Gosh, she’s stubborn. God made a fierce little girl when He made my daughter, that’s for sure. Sometimes I get so frustrated by her stubbornness and other times, I find it adorable. She’s…
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Moms Are Tired, It’s a Given
Moms are tired. It’s a given in motherhood. The first thing other moms tell you is how exhausting it is. Moms of littles either have a newborn eating every two hours in the…
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Motherhood Can Make You Feel Like a Failure
Motherhood can make you feel like such a failure. Every. Single. Day. “Mom guilt.” We’re hard on ourselves and we’re our worst critic. We compare ourselves to others. We’re constantly looking at what…
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Boy, It’s a Pretty Great Show
“It’s going by too fast.” I whispered it to my son as he was hugging me and I sure was clinging to that hug. I never wanted it to end. It’s the cry…
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To the Christian Mom With Depression
To the Christian mom with depression, You’ve been told to just be grateful; that you have a beautiful family and God has blessed you greatly. You’ve been told to pray harder and you’ve…
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Mama’s Always Here For You, Little Boy
Be brave little boy, but stay grounded. Speak your mind, but always be thoughtful. Be strong, but be gentle. I pray you always remember that you are a son of God—and He loves…
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Mary Was a Mother
I’ve been thinking about Mary a lot lately. Two years ago, I was expecting around Christmas and I was terrified since it was a high-risk pregnancy. And so, I’ve been thinking about Mary.…
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What I Remember About Christmas as a Child
Do you know what I remember about Christmas as a child? I remember baking cookies and eating a ton of Grandma’s almond roca. I remember Christmas at Nana and Papa’s house where every…
