“My husband knew that while I dried my hair or slathered on moisturizer, I was perfectly comfortable with him coming into the bathroom to continue a conversation or tell me what I’d missed in the show he was watching. I never had an issue with him seeing my body, as I did unsexy things like brush my teeth. Until now.”
“We paraded excitedly into the courtroom. The twins, in all of their manic glory, ran about, spun in the judge’s chair, making tons of noise. A shoe was thrown across the room. The oldest sat back and watched in amusement. When the judge asked each kid if he wanted Tom to be his legal father, all 3 responded ‘YES!’ He then turned to Tom and said with a wink, ‘No backsies.’”
“Ever notice how shopping for a new ‘mom-friend’ echoes a scene straight out of ‘Goldilocks and the Three Bears’? One is ‘too hot,’ while another is ‘too cold.’ The hunt can be taxing as you search for the mom who is ‘just right.’ Just when you think you may have found her; the big bad wolf comes and whisks her away.”
“He will never want for love, attention, and experiences. He will never want for family. He will never lack the best care we can give him. He is my joy.”
“Rear face until they can drive on their own or reach 160lbs, whichever comes first. Wash your face every night and develop a good moisturizer routine so you don’t look like a worn-out hag tomorrow, but hurry, he’s got that ‘sex time’ look in his eye and you still have laundry. Did you floss today?”
“I received comments. ‘Are you sure you want to move forward with testing for that diagnosis? That means you and your child would have that label and diagnosis for the rest of your life!’ ‘I hope you don’t become ‘that mom.’ I’m the exact person I’m supposed to be. It’s ok that I struggle. I have a reason. And I couldn’t be prouder.”
“I always called my mom on my way home from work, but she wasn’t answering, so for some reason I felt the need to call my brother, Tim. He was at a friend’s house swimming. I heard my nieces and nephews playing in the background. I never thought that would be the last time I’d hear Gabby’s little voice.”
“’I don’t know what to do!’ I was woken up throughout the night by a little girl screaming for her papa. Waking up crying for my Ben. The reality was unbearable. I was staring at a life I didn’t want.”
“This blew my whole mind. I’ve dated this man, lived with him, even had a child with him and NEVER knew. I never caught on. I haven’t been able to get ahold of him, I’ve been worried sick. He is currently using and living in his truck. My son runs around screaming, crying for his daddy. If you ever read this A.J. we miss you, we love you, and we will never give up on you.”
“I’m sitting here beside my two-year old’s hospital gurney.”
