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Follow You Anywhere
I have spent the last five years of my marriage fighting to be the one in control, fighting to have the final word, fighting to be the one to lead. I have been so determined that being equal to my husband is to have equal say and equal contribution that I missed a critical point:…
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The Art of Perseverance
How Nursing Taught Me Hope and Perseverance in the Midst of Struggle, Part One I always planned to nurse my children, and when I was pregnant with Madeleine, I anticipated the bond nursing would bring with great joy. I knew that it would not be without its challenges, but I was certain that those challenges…
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Til The Casket Drops
I remember when we were first married that we were often told, “Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep burning, unquenchable.” When we were first married, I thought our love was built…
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Babies and Dreams
I wasn’t the girl who dreamed about staying home with my babies, though I did always want to be a mom. I didn’t dream of messy days baking in the kitchen with little ones at my feet. I have never been good at cleaning or homemaking. And my decorating skills involve finding something on Pinterest,…
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Lies I Believed
I have always had grand plans, high ambition, passion, and a desire to do it all myself. When I set a goal, I pursue it ruthlessly, and if you stand in the way of my plan—look out (I remember a college friend describing me as “bulldozing,” which upset me at the time, though I now…
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When You Feel that Rage
Please note: The following discusses postpartum depression in great detail and may be distressing to some. I want to note that at no point was anyone hurt—action was always taken prior to that point for the safety of both parties. When I planned for the birth of both of my daughters, I made not one,…
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