“I snapped a pic, walked over, and took her from him. This photo sums up why I don’t regret becoming a parent.”
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“I snapped a pic, walked over, and took her from him. This photo sums up why I don’t regret becoming a parent.”
“She asked how many meals we needed, and I stated there were five of us. Then added, ‘These meals aren’t much, but they are warm and I hope it helps.’ I couldn’t even make it out of the parking lot. I pulled into an empty stall—tears suddenly streaming down my face.”
“‘No, it hasn’t been long enough. I haven’t had enough time with her.’ I watched them drive away with her. I would always have this love for her, a love a mother carries for their child. I would always see the best of everything in her. She was the only perfect thing I have ever done. I never stopped missing her.”
“We have a choice on how we move forward this week — with kindness or with hatred.”
“I told my husband, ‘I’m almost out of hope.’ Then an expectant mother reached out to us. It didn’t seem real. I should have felt relief and joy, but what if she changed her mind?”
“You have to put yourself first. Because if you don’t, they’ll spend their entire lives looking for love and acceptance in all the wrong places.”
“I started crying, laughing, swearing, and apologizing. Suddenly, I was out-armed and out-boobed. I had more babies growing inside of me than I had Earthside! We were embarking on a very unique journey.”
“Breast versus bottle. Co-sleeping versus crib. Screen time versus no screen time. The list goes on and on. This year, we’ve seen so much hate. Kindness begins at home.”
“The social worker slowly sauntered into my room. She spoke with a soft, low tone as if she was attending a funeral. ’How are you feeling about his diagnosis?’ I was furious.”
“The social worker on the phone said, ‘She’s white. Is that okay?’ Without hesitating, my husband said, ‘She needs a home, right? Her race is not relevant.’ Our skin may not match, but we are still a family.”