Enough

Every day it keeps repeating, the wish, I wish, would stop, that my love would be bigger, that my love would be enough. Enough to keep the tears from falling, the fists from clenching up tight, the falling, the writhing, the screaming, the fears that wake her up at night. Bigger than every worry, every …

Being a Mom is Great…Here’s What They Didn’t Tell Us…

My pregnancies weren’t too bad, some hot flashes, some nausea and throwing up, a few really terrible leg cramps, and some hip trouble (nothing compared to what some people go through). But I’ll never forget when the doctor said to me, “If your hip pops out of joint, you’ll know it.” And my response, “Wait, …