Has Your Identity Been Lost to Motherhood? (or perhaps renewed with greater purpose) There has been an ever-increasing conversation surrounding a mother losing herself to motherhood. A recent trend has depicted this idea in relation to flamingos who while providing nutrients for their chicks, lose their pink coloring eventually regaining it as the chicks wean and the
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We’ve likely all heard the phrase, the work of a mother is never done, used to depict the endless cycle of nurturing, caregiving, and teaching that characterize motherhood. In recent years it’s even become popular to itemize the monetary value attached to motherhood, trying to total the cost it would take to outsource each duty typically absorbed
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There has been a recurring message circulating social media platforms throughout the Christmas season, in which the shared message goes something like, “As an adult I’ve realized that the Christmas magic I felt as a kid was really just a mom who loved me so much.” While this message resonates with each mom, who truly
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Whether it’s a first pregnancy or a fifth, a complete shock and surprise, or a faithfully answered prayer, there is a truth that hangs above one’s head from the time the second line turns pink, until the first contractions start. The truth is: every pregnancy and every delivery is unique and different. This truth can
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It seems as though the second those two lines appear, so does a freight train of exhaustion, hormones, and hunger…or nausea…sometimes both! Watching your body change as it creates life, stretching and growing until you think you might just burst. Understandably, it’s exhausting to grow a whole human. A cozy nap with snacks nearby sounds
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Weaving in joy and grace for yourself in the day to day. We often hear of this concept of a “work-life balance”, a noble goal to spend an equal amount of time involved in one’s own interests and relationships as is spent on those within their career. A laughable notion for a mother who’s job
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We’ve redefined self-care for moms, as an intentional and disciplined pursuit of prioritizing one’s own essential needs amidst meeting those of our children. Simply by definition we can identify the contrast with the cultural norm of self-indulgence marketed as essential self-care. But what does this truly look like on a daily basis, and how do
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Our culture has become completely obsessed with the idea of “self-care”, understandably as a result of our culture’s obsession with self in general. The phrase sounds innocent enough, implying an essential nature with the use of the word “care” while carefully coating itself in indulgence with the preceding word of “self.” The meaning of self-care is not
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Attention Divided and Affection Multiplied Whether our second set of pink lines come 6 years or 6 months after the birth of our first born, the concept of adding a sibling to our family dynamics will undoubtedly be met with a smorgasbord of emotions. While there is excitement in the anticipated sibling relationship and bond
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The phrase “the heart of a mother” has become a cliche in our society. It’s used to depict the immense maternal love and instinct that bonds each mother-child relationship. This overused sentiment has become a band-aid phrase, used to excuse and justify the mediocre motherhood our society has come to praise. The heart of a
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