To be honest, when I first learned I would be the mother of a baby girl, a little fear crept into the corners of my heart. I was excited, don’t get me wrong, elated actually, as my journey to that moment looked nothing like I had planned. But somewhere underneath… Read More →
She knew which group she was in at an early age. She was one of the good kids. Every one told her so. Her position was high ranking. She fulfilled the role in good standing and who wouldn’t want to maintain that? So her deeds, her testing, her trying, her… Read More →
I started babysitting when I was twelve. It just fit. I am the oldest of three by a long shot, which taught me to be hyper-responsible early in life, and I am naturally endowed with a generous dose of, shall we say, leadership abilities. I have always enjoyed children, and… Read More →
We want more. We want more stuff. We want more “likes” on Facebook. We want more friends. We want more vacation time. And yes, we want more for our kids. But how can we realistically raise compassionate kids content with less when they’re constantly being told more is better? It… Read More →
As 2015 comes to a close we wanted to share with you the Most Loved Posts by Mothers of Daughters We are so blessed to have an amazing team of writers here at Mothers of Daughters. Truth, love, encouragement, wisdom and real life are all displayed in and through these posts as… Read More →
We’re a music-loving family. We all sing but even more, each one of us has a deep appreciation for music and the way it can shape and express our emotions. While each of us has unique preferences, all three of us enjoy sharing new songs with each other. As I was thinking… Read More →
In about two weeks, my little girl is going to turn thirty. Thirty. How did that happen? It can’t have been that long ago I carried my tiny baby girl home from the hospital, can it? It can. If you’ve got little ones at home I know it seems hard… Read More →
I was pulling out of the parking lot of my children’s school when I saw her. Walking along the sidewalk, she carried a baby around her chest, pulled a wagon holding a toddler and led a dog with her only free hand. She reminded me of Annie Sullivan. Annie Sullivan… Read More →
In high school, and in college, I was a heaping mess insecurity wrapped in over-confidence. I really wanted people to like me, but more than that, I really wanted them to think I was something, someone, that I was “it”. Honestly, I didn’t really know what “it” was. Before I… Read More →
Do you remember your first true disappointment in life? Maybe you worked hard on a project in school and received a B when you were certain you’d earned an A. Perhaps a friend you’d had since childhood suddenly found new friends and you were left out. Or maybe you spent… Read More →