To the dad (and husband) who supported me during my depression:
There were days you would come home from work and find me in the same shirt for the second day in a row (it was even the shirt I...
“Ugh! Not another commentary about race!” you might be thinking.
This is not that.
Let me put my mom hat down for a moment and speak plainly as a woman of color. Some of you may be tempted to check out...
A locally based resource that equips parents to raise children in a racially diverse world, We Stories takes a hands-on approach to educating children.
I’d like to take a moment to address my fellow white people. If you’ve read or...
Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil, cling to what is good.
When our children call to us, we answer them. Moms, a whole race of moms and their children are calling out for help. Will we, as the...
Adoption can weave a family together and tighten the threads across generations.
This is my third Mother's Day with my daughter, and it blows me away how awesome being a mom really is. Don't get me wrong; there are times...
Creating memories with your kids becomes even more important when your kids don't have memories of their own.
As a single mom to my two foster sons, I got catapulted into motherhood. Going through the months of training to get...
Until you have kids, you can only guess how you will tackle the challenge of parenting. And chances are, you are going to guess wrong.
I will never forget conversations with friends or with my husband discussing the way we...
Everyone has their own birth story. Sometimes they have an elaborate birth plan. Occasionally everything goes according to that plan, but most times, we are forced to make last-minute, sometimes life-altering decisions that were not part of the grand...
In a world that never seems to slow it's pace, a solid night of sleep fuels us to keep up. Learning how sound machines improve sleep can be the key to powering through for many of us.
From phone notifications...
One of the pandemic silver linings has been discovering the gift of play and having time each day to leisurely unwrap it.
“It’s 10:00!" I herald. My voice echoes throughout the main floor of our house and cracks the zombie...