The story collection
The messy, funny, tender truth of motherhood. Find a voice that meets you where you are.
6 stories to spend a little time with
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At 3:14 a.m., in a hallway lit by the baby monitor, I finally admitted that surviving postpartum was not the same thing as living inside it.
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Hope changed shape every month, but it never fully left the room.
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I did not become a calmer toddler mom. I just learned the civilizing power of cheese crackers and backup blueberries.
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After months of one-word answers, my daughter started talking in the car where eye contact was optional and honesty felt safer.
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Pregnancy after grief is its own language: hope with one hand on the door.
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Empty nest grief surprised me because it arrived inside a perfectly ordinary Tuesday.