“I refuse to let myself believe that everyone else has ‘got it going on,’ and they are getting life so right while I haphazardly go through my days like a nervous and confused squirrel in traffic.”
- Love What Matters
- Family
- Motherhood
“I refuse to let myself believe that everyone else has ‘got it going on,’ and they are getting life so right while I haphazardly go through my days like a nervous and confused squirrel in traffic.”
“Skip is 1. My grandma is 93. The youngest of her grandchildren, I never thought I’d see her going on a walk with my youngest child. That he would walk up and ask her. That he would be born in a home she lived in. But here we are. These boys of mine getting to meet the incredible human who shaped me.”
“To all the moms out there who feel like you are not worth anything: you are amazing, with or without any accolade to your name.”
“I hit my breaking point when I found myself on the floor hyperventilating and crying. I just couldn’t take it anymore. I had no idea what to do with a newborn, even though I’d done it before.”
“Every day I walk past this room, I am reminded once more you aren’t here with us. But no matter what happens, this room will continue to be yours until you decide you’re ready to come into this world.”
“I see the mothers. Walking down roads unknown to her, carrying her children, her belongings, and her worries – all at the very same time.”
“Because my home is my work — my house and the pint-sized beating hearts that occupy it, and these fingerprint-stained walls that make it up can feel claustrophobic at times.”
“Kindness transforms these women into the people and mothers they were meant to be.”
“I noticed voicemails on my home phone. Everyone had our cell numbers, so I couldn’t imagine who could have called our house and left not one, but three messages. Surprisingly, it was my doctor. ‘Something doesn’t look right.’ She wanted me to call her back, but didn’t say any more than that.”
“They don’t care whether your hair is a mess, if you’re not the best baker in the world, or if you can’t string together anything more than boxed mac-n-cheese.”