“I decided to return to work, no faith in my abilities.”
- Love What Matters
- Children
“I decided to return to work, no faith in my abilities.”
“I don’t know how you did it, but you did. And I am choosing to pay it forward for my kids.”
“My mom endured higher and higher doses of medicine. I remember joking to the doctor, ‘If you gave her elephant tranquilizers she’d take them.’ She couldn’t stand.”
“One and two kids are like learning to drive a clutch. Three and four start feeling more like cruise control. Five or more: well you’ve let go of the wheel, and asked Jesus to take it.”
“My child will never experience the deep love and pride a maternal grandmother can give. They’ll never know the sound of her laugh, the warmth of her hugs.”
“I went to stand up, and blood poured down my legs and all over the floor. I remember almost fainting; my husband called 911 and an ambulance rushed me to the emergency room. To our surprise, we saw a baby bouncing around on the screen of the ultrasound. The doctors were baffled.”
“I had no idea patients admitted for hysterectomies stay in the maternity ward. It was a sick comedy. Anyone who entered the room congratulated me and asked if it was a boy or girl.”
“My situation was a living nightmare. We wanted to give her the basic things every baby should have, like a soft toy. We simply couldn’t afford it.”
“I had my daughter at home, unmedicated, in a birth tub in my living room.”
“‘You don’t look like the other boys. You look different.’ I was sick of giving power to strangers. It was time to take back control.”