“He felt I should put him above my children and would get jealous of them. He’d give me the silent treatment and block me for days until I was ‘sorry.’ All the while, he was speaking to his new girlfriend who he went Facebook official with 4 days after our breakup.”
“Last year, it was impossible to find construction paper and crayons. So, I bought the highlighters, because I still have hope.”
“I wish I could be the super mom with the crafts and baked goods and patience to listen to my kids explain a play-by-play of their basketball game but…I am just not that person. I love them with a love I didn’t know existed, but I have not been a good mom the last few months.”
“I usually give money. But today, I didn’t. I didn’t know where my purse was. Cars were cutting in and out of traffic. I was stressed and quickly snapped at my kids to be quiet so I could focus on driving. My daughter’s response surprised me.”
“The Facebook comments were no longer about others. ‘Someone needs to do something.’ I had to empower our family. It wasn’t enough to just read books.”
“I cried all 300 miles home. We took some time to grieve and decide if we were going to pursue adoption or remain childless. Then one day, I heard a news story out of Haiti, and something in me perked up. ‘There they are. Those are our kids.’”
“I woke up bleeding. I didn’t want to believe it was happening. ‘You need to prepare to deliver your daughter.’ I grabbed a towel and placed it down on the bed. I was only 22 weeks pregnant.”
“This decision truly ripped my heart out. I love our school district and our teachers so much. Taking five kids out of their funding directly affects them. But it’s really the only option we can do right now.”
“I go from being fine one moment to full-blown labor.”
“My husband saw how busy I was with the boys. He saw how difficult it would be for me to break away. He took it upon himself. And after he was finished with the laundry, he cleaned the dishes.”
