His Safe Place

Bubs has been fighting off a little bug today the last few days and, combined with disrupted naps (or no naps) and the occasional early morning or late evening, he’s been a bit of a mumma’s boy. As I lay beside him waiting for him to fall asleep, his antsy pants movements interrupted by soft “mummy”s, my I love you’s echoed by his “I wuv you”s . .. I was reminded for these fleeting days I am his safe place. Tiring though it is some days I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

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Ladies, This One is for You

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We all mother. Whether or not we have children of our own, I believe this is something that is ingrained deeply within us. Yes, mothering looks like changing diapers and waking at all hours of the night to feed a crying babe, and that is difficult and wonderful and should be celebrated, but it’s so much more than that. I see beautiful aspects of motherhood in every woman.

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