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Maybe I do worry a tad too much.

Moments of motherhood. The grand. The minute. The scary. The heart-bursting joyful. The frustrating. The rewarding. The familiar. The alien. The lunacy. The tender. And the list goes on and on.  Here at MWOB, it’s a week of reflection surrounding the infinite moments of being a mommy. And here’s Em, a woman and mother and writer whom I totally and utterly respect.   Written by Em While pregnant with my first son, I read everything I could find concerning babies. I wanted to be über prepared. Let’s all take a break for a good chuckle. There was,...
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A New Horizon OR It’s Time to Chan

Written by Lee Everywhere I go I see them.   Mothers bending over at the park to scoop up their toddlers. Moms in the mall bending down to dig some fishy crackers out from the basket under their stroller. Mamas around the neighborhood squatting down to pet a friendly dog or to pick up the morning paper.   Sneaking out from those damn low-rise jeans. Thong underwear.   And not just your standard basic comfy cotton thong, I’m talking like black or red or fuschia or flowered or zebra-striped and shiny-silky and often lacy.  Yes, lacy.  And I’m all,...
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A Mother OR A Best Friend OR Both?

Written by Lee “My mother is my best friend.” I’ve heard friends and others say that quite a lot in my lifetime.  From as early as high school, through college and into adulthood.  Now as a mother, I hear other mothers say it – “My daughter and I are best friends.” And I’m all – huh? Not like I don’t get the concept.  I get the concept.  It’s just that I never had that kind of relationship with my mother and I never will.  And I don’t necessarily mean that in a bad way. I could write on and on...
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Chasing the Dream – An American Id

This is Alexis Grace, a 21-year-old mother to a darling 3-year-old girl.  I don’t know much about her background but what I do know is that she hails from Tennessee and that she is a stay-at-home mama to her little girl.   This is what she looked like when she first set foot inside the American Idol audition hall in front of Simon, Randy, Paula and Kara.  This is what she looked like before her life started moving at warped speed.  Before the stylists and the producers and the coordinators and the judges started yapping at her telling her what she needed to do...
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PART ONE – Torn in Two

(To get the whole scoop on what’s up with MWOB this week, read here.  If you already know, I proudly present Part One of our guest blogger mini-series.  By Karen.) As we approach the traditional American family holiday of Thanksgiving, I must reveal that this is an especially poignant time for my little family. This time three years ago, we were in the midst of the most trying time of our lives. Our youngest daughter was born November 14, 2005 with what was considered to be a fatal birth defect. It is at this time of the year where we often find ourselves...
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The journey makes us one.

When I became a mother, everything shifted.  From the moment, the moment, CR entered the world.   Literally, I was one person while I labored for 27 hours and pushed for almost three, and then I was another, when she finally slipped into the world.   I knew that would happen. That’s why I was so deathly afraid.  My post of two days ago got me thinking and actually doing some tossing and turning about how my “crossing over” all of a sudden felt vastly different to what I perceive other women’s journeys to be.  But a few comments made me...
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Where are all of the distraught pregnant

You know all of those movie and television scenes you’ve seen over the years when a woman finds out she’s pregnant and she reveals the news to her husband and they both hug and kiss and cry tears of utter joy and happiness? Well maybe you didn’t but I saw ALL of those scenes. So when I found out I was pregnant with my first kid, I felt a bit out of sorts when my husband and I were crying tears of the “Oh shit, what have we done” kind instead of those blissful tears. I was one of those women who was deathly afraid of becoming a mom but I knew...

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