Tag: parenting after infertility

Confession: I Don’t Love My Kids The Same

Equal, sure.  But definitely not the same.  When I think of each of them, it summons feeling as distinct as each of their personalities.  My relationship with each is so different, as is my love. First, there is my son. My love for him is fierce and primal.  Like a mama bear who had to

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Confession: I Don't Love My Kids The Same

Equal, sure.  But definitely not the same.  When I think of each of them, it summons feeling as distinct as each of their personalities.  My relationship with each is so different, as is my love. First, there is my son. My love for him is fierce and primal.  Like a mama bear who had to

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The Blessing of Infertility

I know, bizarre title, right? But stay with me… Being an infertile mom to a houseful of kids is a strange place to be.  When I go out and get the constant “Wow! You have your hands full!” comments from strangers, I can’t help but think…”you have no idea how empty they once felt.” The nursery sat empty

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