What Motherhood Means To…Jehava

I am a mother to 3 boys. Their ages are 11, 9 and 3.

I became a mother at 20 and it was the biggest blessing I could have ever asked for. It took me from a self –centered life to constantly caring and thinking about another individual.

This changed my perspective on the entire world.

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What Motherhood Means To…Dr. Kim

Ever since I was a little girl I wanted to be a mom. I remember my sister and I would spend hours using our imaginations playing “house”, and we would argue about who would play the mom and who would play the child. Being the younger sibling I would typically lose that argument and play the child, but when she let me play the mom I was overjoyed.

As a teenager I envisioned being married by 23 and having my first child soon after. For some reason, this number was always in my head. But after going to college and setting my sights on grad school, marriage seemed like the last thing on my mind when I actually became that age.

It was around that time though that I ventured into a long term relationship. I thought he was going to be the one but when we ended things many years later, I found myself single in my very late 20’s.

I wasn’t sure when the reality of being married and becoming a mother was actually going to happen.

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What Motherhood Means To…Meghan

What does motherhood mean to me?

It means constantly cleaning up toys. Occasionally stepping on legos. Scooping poop out of the bathtub.

Cutting the crust off of each sandwich. Continually wiping snotty noses until you just throw in the towel and let it drip. And yelling “GO TO SLEEP” five hundred and sixty-two times every night.

But even more than that, it is the most glorious and rewarding dream-come-true I could ever experience during life on this earth.

Photo Courtesy of Meghan Joy Yancy; Credit: www.slowroadphoto.com

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Hope for the Hurting: My Story of Healing After an Abortion

This isn’t about politics.

This isn’t a debate about government control.

This is about people.

Specifically women who, in many major circles, are placed in the category of the unthinkable. They’ve done the unimaginable and should be added to the list of the worst of the worst.

They’re talked about on Facebook like they’re heartless individuals who can’t see, feel, think or read. They’re often ripped apart by those who have never been in their position, yet jump to many conclusions as to how they got there or why they did what they did.

This is for the broken.

This is for the hurting.

This is for the lost, embarrassed and ashamed.

This is for the woman who needs to hear that she’s not alone.

This is for the one who needs to know there is forgiveness, freedom, liberty and boundless love in Christ.

This is for the woman who, like me, had an abortion that she regrets.

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Our Valentine’s Date With the Lovings

My husband and I enjoy doing a little something for Valentine’s Day, but due to his work schedule and a church event we decided to celebrate on Saturday. 

We had a marvelous time!

My parents joined us for a delightful brunch hosted by my church family from my college days, and it was the perfect way to start the weekend.

From there we grabbed a late lunch with my folks (hey, we like to eat, lol), and then the hubs and I headed to the movie theater to see Loving

Finally!

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