It goes without saying that I, along with my contributors, love our children with all of our hearts.
We beam with pride over their accomplishments and weep with grief over their heartbreaks. We want nothing more in life than for them to be happy, and are changed women because of them.
There are thousands of websites where you can read beautiful and poignant posts about that love day after day after day. Occasionally, you can even find them here. But more often that not? We need to vent about the other stuff. The not so beautiful parts of motherhood.
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You.
The one writing “5 more days til school is out!” with glee.
You and I can’t be friends anymore.
If you want to meet for a drink sometime, that’s okay. But I have to unfriend you from my friend list.
The excitement in your voice about doing the happy dance, getting to spend long days at the beach with your kids, taking day trips as a family and not having any schedules to adhere to… you’re killing me.
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Whether it was the first try, the first round of in-vitro, the first year of trying, or the first five years of waiting on an adoption list, we all have the firsts that we struggled with.
The first time we experienced morning sickness.
The first time we had a hormone shot.
The first time an adoption fell through.
We got queasy over something in the beginning. Then we went on to struggle with our seconds…
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