Motherhood changes us. Celebrate the ups and downs with these honest, insightful essays about becoming—and being—a mom.

As parents, we can love so hard that we lose ourselves in the process.

What if we put more energy into thinking about all the ways in which things could go right?

Don’t allow the setbacks of the NICU to define your journey.

I’m quite sure that all too soon I’ll crave their clutter and chaos in the same way I craved their newborn snuggles as they grew into bigger kids.

There is healing from even the heaviest wounds.

What they’ll remember is that feeling of joy, no matter how brief. And so will you.

Online shopping allows moms accessibility and it saves time.

You don’t feel ready for them to start “adulting,” but hasn’t that been the goal all along?

Currently I am listening to my emotions, letting them guide me to act in alignment with my core values.

In moments like this, you just have to laugh it off.

To focus on the gift of time, instead of the gift of things.

My kids asked about their friends for months, leaving me sad and speechless.

The hours of the night stretched and warped, blurring into an endless loop of trying to soothe my child, all while battling the drowsiness threatening to pull me under.

And as abruptly as she has joined us, she is gone.

This time of year, everyone has big opinions on the Elf on a Shelf.

No matter what colors fill our home, this remains true: It is not absent of fun-filled, cherishable moments, and it is not vacant of the deepest love.

He was so good and getting better every day.

Who’s ready for all those prying questions? You are.

I started to apply what I learned at work (and in my personal life) to crack the code behind “the money game.”

These late night hours are my time to be selfish. To think of me—and me only.