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Where I’m At

Where I’m At

When I was growing up in Phoenix, every Good Friday during Lent between noon and 3 PM, my mom would turn off the television or any music we had playing so we could spend some quiet time in prayer.  We couldn’t play, or swim, or basically have any kind of kid fun during those hours. Me and my siblings always complained, of course.  “We’re bored,” we would say. “What are we supposed to do?” “Think about Jesus hanging on the cross,” she would reply matter of factly. “And go outside and pull weeds.  Or rake the...
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Obama’s speech is NOT the main thi

Big sis’ and 2nd-grader Claire supporting Phoebe on her first day of kindergarten. Sept. 4, 2009 As most kids are back to school today, we are slowly getting back to blogging over here at Moms Without Blogs. Today’s post is from one of our hardcore MWOBS, Kath, who I have known since we were nine years old. As I read this piece, I got tears in my eyes as I often do when reading her because her words most always resonate deeply within me. Probably because we are cut from a similar cloth.   My second baby, Phoebe, started kindergarten last Thursday. My heart...
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No longer waiting to exhale.

Written by Em With all due respect to Oprah (well, not really – lately, girlfriend has been sitting on my last nerve) I had an incredible “ah ha” day this past weekend. It all began with a little impromptu driveway playtime with our neighbors. Sweat-headed Youngest (3) stumbled over to the chatting adults and requested his sippy. I politely gave him the usual response “one minute, baby.” He then ran back to join the fun. I proceeded to get caught up in grown-up talk and completely forgot. Nice mama. About 10 minutes later I look over and...
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Missing Boy Alert

Written by Kath I was wondering if you could all help me out with something.  It seems as if my oldest child, my son, has gone missing. I’m not sure of the exact time he left, but I can’t find him anywhere. Maybe if I describe him, you can tell me if you’ve seen him around. Eleven years ago, my sweet boy entered this world. After 12 hours of labor and 4 strong pushes, he single-handedly changed my world forever. He made me a mother and my life has never been the same since. Those early days together were certainly no picnic. The transition to motherhood was...