Tag: adoption

Dear Hurting Child

My Sweet Child, We are finding ourselves once again in a familiar dance. The catalyst being the bruising of your tender places and the grand finale undoubtedly containing quite the bang. When you were young, I would sit in the middle of your room as you spiraled and raged around me. Silent and still, just sitting…waiting.

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My First Foray into Judgement Free Motherhood

If you’ve been here for a bit, you know that CTWM’s primary mission, along with keeping it real, is Judgement-Free Motherhood. The second the idea was born and the tag line was added to the page, it felt like home to me. Not that I’ve never judged another mom before (quite the opposite, actually) but

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Why Paid Family Leave is Important to Me

I recently came across Scary Mommy’s article 6 Reasons The Family Medical Leave Act is Bullshit and, man, did it resonate.  I’m a happy mom of 3 thriving children.  Life is crazy, but manageable. I’ve never really resented being a working mom…that is, except for when it comes to the few first precious months of my

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The Other Mother on Mother’s Day!

We are fortunate to have a sea of mothers in our life. Multi-generation Mom’s, two-Mom family friends, social work co-workers, and of course, Mom-bloggers. The exuberance of store clerks, drive through attendants, and other customers offering, “Happy Mother’s Day!” was pretty exciting this weekend. As I waited in line with last minute purchases, I overhead

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A Prayer for My Children

Less that half of former foster youth are employed at 23, and only 3 percent have finished college (compared to 28% of the general population with a BA or higher). The teen birth rate for girls who’ve been in foster care is more than double the rate of their peers outside the foster care system. Foster care alumni are

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From an Adopted Daughter: What My Moms Taught me About Parenting

One mother raised me, the other welcomed me in.  Being an adopted daughter has always been a place of playfulness, uniqueness, and even a touch of reverence for me.  I was blessed to know from the moment I could understand that one mother gave me life, the other gave me a home.  I have also been blessed

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