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; My heart has stopped, and then starts again full throttle. The music is filling the room with memories and dreams of the future. The words mix with the music notes from the guitar flooding my eyes with tears. The happy kind. I am in the middle of my living room that is brimming with…
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I drink in the smell of the freshly bathed and diapered newborn. The little girl’s hand is curled around my pinky finger. Watching her sleep bundled in my arms makes me wonder if my daughters were ever that tiny. It seems like a lifetime ago. The baby opens her eyes and lets out a…
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The lights in the living room are dim. My feet are up on the coffee table and a chilled glass of wine in hand. The room is quiet. The monitor is perched beside me emoting the childrens’ snores. My darling husband is downstairs playing his favorite computer game. My new happy place is having the…
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“Mommy, why can’t I have chocolate now?” as my four-year-olds scrunchy face is staring at me. I think she is trying to stare me down. My mind races for an answer she might actually hear. I tried simple ‘no’ and that backfired to here. “You cannot have chocolate for breakfast because it would not taste…
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as originally posted at www.momnation.ca Gasp! It is in this moment I ache for help for just one hour. An eye of the clock blasts the fact I have only one hour till deadline. My two-year-old bouncing on my lap, zooming her car. With every other second the question of ‘why?’ comes from my four-year-old…
Danielle Christopher 