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And once again, my lenses will need to be adjusted as I evolve into this new journey of Motherhood. Just as they’ll need adjusting every day from here on out, as my heart grows twofold.

Because we are raising our child to be one more kind and compassionate person that the world has to offer. And through the way that we love each other, we are reassuring him that love is a powerhouse.

Here's everything you need to know about the Nancy Meyers-inspired social media aesthetic trend.

To all the mamas who have lost their mamas.

Babies—as adorable as they are—are not public property.

Motherhood is lonely, but it doesn’t have to be. We need to keep showing up for each other—and ourselves.

Clutter has a way of setting off my mom rage in a way that few things do.

I know I am the most fortunate person in the fact that I gained a daughter and a co-mother, and they are both amazing people that I love.

I didn’t want to feel depleted day after day. I didn’t like offering that version of myself to my son or to my husband—and I didn’t like that version of myself for me either.

222: the number of days I breastfed this baby. And today, I didn’t.

Gentle sleep training isn't painful, nor is it a one-size-fits-all approach.

These are the reasons I will never try to override someone's struggles with the idea that it might get better or one day might be worth it. Because in the moment, it sure doesn’t feel like it.

You defined an entirely new meaning of love for me—a love that makes the oceans tremble. A love that makes the wind sing. A love that fills me with the grit and the glory to be your mother.

Flowy, comfortable and oh-so-flattering, we nominate these the official uniform of summer.

Nagging my kids to do their chores makes me feel like I'm failing. Like I must be doing something wrong.

Because though I love watching you grow, my baby, I wasn't prepared for how quickly it would happen.

On top of my anxiety, I felt an intense amount of guilt for feeling this way.

Admitting that my child isn't the best sleeper actually made me a happier mom.