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

How I find the emotional energy to be present for my child
Yes, it's possible to be introverted and social, mama. It's all about doing what's right for Y-O-U.

6 encouraging phrases to say to your child every day
Encourage respectful manners and happier kiddos with these simple tips.

Repeat after me—not breastfeeding doesn’t make you a bad mother
Breastfeeding didn’t work for me—twice. It doesn’t make me a bad mom and it doesn’t mean my children aren’t happy.

When it’s time to stop—the emotional decision to end our breastfeeding journey
I can’t believe how bittersweet this is, how much courage it takes to stop. Nobody can prepare you for it, mamas.

I miss my husband, but thank goodness for my ‘military family’
My immediate family of four is not always together. But my larger, ever-changing military family is always there.

This stage will pass—so savor it, mama
Motherhood goes by in the blink of an eye.

Breastfeeding Beyond a Year
Hailey Andresen from Household Mag contemplates her own breastfeeding expectations.

How my son taught me to live in the moment
Being with my son and seeing the world for the first time (again) is a powerful reminder of mindfulness.

A letter to my sisters—thanks for making me an aunt
You’ve given me the gift of motherhood role models.

The grief of due dates—remembering my miscarried baby
“It’s a really big club, but one I’d hoped you would never have had to join.”

A mother’s love is the most powerful force on earth
I truly believe we mamas have the potential to change the world.

Your child doesn’t need a perfect mother—just a peaceful one
A “peaceful mama” isn’t a mama that is void of negative feelings.

Why I’ll never forget our labor & delivery nurse
When I look back on my daughter’s birth, you are there as the background player who actually made it all possible.

‘You’re a mother, not a failure’: On the day I gave up breastfeeding
Breastfeeding didn’t work. Was I a failure?

I love sleep—but I love my baby more
If having my sweet, sweet baby means saying goodbye to sleep for now, I will gladly surrender it.
