Hold them close….then let them go.

Hold them close….then let them go.

By Dayna Street When my oldest son was born, I mistakenly thought that holding him tight was the same as holding him close. When I would carry him as an infant, I held on to him so tightly that I am surprised he could even breathe. When he began to walk, I kept a vice...
Identity Amnesia

Identity Amnesia

by Laura Jones   There are moments in parenting that stick with us for years. I am not talking about the joyful ones like the healthy birth of a baby or her first wobbly steps. Those experiences are memorable because they are universally delightful. I am talking about...
Parenting 101

Parenting 101

by Leslie Hollowell It’s been almost six years since they placed our 10 pound bundle of joy in my arms. I remember the joy and excitement and fear and inadequacy that overcame me in the next few days as I sought to understand how to parent this little guy. I remember...
The Faith of a Child

The Faith of a Child

by Beth Foster Recently my husband and I woke on a Sunday morning and went about our typical routine getting ready for church. As I rushed about getting my children fed and dressed, I didn’t know what a lesson in faith I was about to receive and from an unexpected...
When Motherhood Steals Your Dreams

When Motherhood Steals Your Dreams

All my life I looked forward to the day I would become a mother. Like many young girls, I practiced my parenting skills on my Cabbage Patch dolls, my Barbies got pregnant and had babies (all within about 30 minutes! Ha!), and I dreamed of the day I would meet my...

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