My experiences caring for foster children and adopting our two boys has changed my thoughts and feelings on the question of feeding infants.
Motherhood reveals a person inside you didn't know was there. One that scares you some days. But mostly, one that is stronger, steadier, more compassionate. One that knows sacrifice. One that knows real needs. One that knows a love impossible to describe.
My son's first day of school was awful. It made me miss the days when as long as he knew Mom loved him and thought he was special, that was all that mattered.
What's the top piece of advice you'd give to an expectant mother? In this show, April and Saren build on the great answers we received when we posted this question.
My days were a blur of breastfeeding, dressing, bathing, feeding, dirty diapers, laundry, and little messes. I had never been busier in my entire life, and yet I had never felt more unproductive. Where were my glory days?
Alone in a quiet hospital, holding her new baby, Heather Bell reminds us that God is with us, always.
We’re all about looking our children in the eye, validating their feelings, and helping them feel important and heard. While I agree that it’s absolutely vital to acknowledge and validate a child’s feelings, I actually think there are times when the best thing you can do for them is to simply ignore them.
In viewing myself as a dandelion, I was able to understand my own position as a mother and the choices that I am able to make.
It can be hard to really enjoy the “now” when you're getting slammed by so many hard things all the time. It can be easier to see the beauty in things that are past than in things that are present. Saren shares some ideas for cherishing the beautiful precious present with our children.
I definitely don't have all the answers. But I have been thinking hard about what I can do to live my life more fully. I think there are some small measures we can take every day to make sure we are not taking the important things in life for granted.
As moms we have hard days. Someone is sick, jobs are lost, days are long, money is tight, messes are made, things don’t go as planned. But there is a bright tomorrow. Maybe it’s not a literal tomorrow, but there is an ending to the difficulties somewhere in your future.
I never thought my life would turn out this way. To be honest, I never knew if “mothering” was in me. Even now, I’m still trying to figure out how to do it well. Why? Because I am not, by nature, a nurturer.