“Please do not assume that parent is some kind of monster. I can’t count how many moms have told me their personal stories of being judged or harassed out in public.”

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“Please do not assume that parent is some kind of monster. I can’t count how many moms have told me their personal stories of being judged or harassed out in public.”
“Don’t get so busy being caught up in what your husband isn’t doing that you forget what he does do to show you he loves you.”
“I am 32 years old. But when things hit the fan, like when I was crying on the bathroom floor, 8 months pregnant with a stomach virus, have you ever surprised yourself by uttering the words ‘I want my mommy’ above the age of 18?”
“There was silence. She smiled, turned off the screen, and said she would be right back. I looked at my fiancé with tears in my eyes. ‘I knew it.’ They told us our baby would have some sort of syndrome, and we had ‘no choice’ but to continue with the pregnancy. I remember feeling angry at that, ‘no choice but to continue.’ As if they had already deemed his life to be unfit to continue.”
“Doctors were already prepping him for the incubator before I even could comprehend what was being said. We had to watch our son be hooked to a machine to get the oxygen his little body needed.”
“Before I could blink, I had an adoring husband, a 2-year-old and I was fresh off the ache of a miscarriage. When a recent layoff made insurance scarce and the price of genetic testing unreasonable, I went without it when I became pregnant once again.”
“Mike couldn’t speak. In fact, the doctor looked at him after we covered all the basics and said, ‘Dad, are you OK? You haven’t said anything.’”
“When I read horrific stories about children choking to death on bouncy balls, we became a bouncy-ball free home. When I heard of kids getting Shopkins stuck in their airways, we became a Shopkin-free home. 15 minutes into rest time, the twins came down the stairs yelling.”
“To say there was crap everywhere was an understatement. The toddler was also angry because he could hear commotion and he wasn’t involved, so he started screaming too. Finally, ready to leave, woohoo! Victory! Except, I’m still in pajamas and I’m pretty sure I have poo on my top…”
“The woman who had the girls was not at all family, but a friend from church. They had been removed from her care and were in a foster home. After we got off the phone, I panicked – what was I going to do?”