motherhood
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Counting My Blessings Like Sheep & Spiraling
When I was first pregnant with my son I was so scared of the joy. That wrestling with joy would continue into those early years as I soaked up the light and happiness of motherhood. I was not accustomed to such lightness having experienced the deep pain of infertility for years. About nine months postpartum… Continue reading
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To My Younger Mom Self
If I could say one thing to her— You’re going to be off balance for a little awhile, then a week before your son turns five he will burst into the kitchen, wonder what you’re doing, discover you’re in there making chocolate brownies from a box. And you’ll be smiling, toppling over, just trying to… Continue reading
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When a Mother Prays
I’m a beggar and a mother, interchangeable. Spare these hearts of mine! Spare these hearts of mine! These hearts outside of me—spare them please! But I know it. Have lived it. They won’t escape pain, tragedies. By the tens or hundreds. But let them be. Let them breathe. Let them laugh and love, be healed, be held, be fearlessly… Continue reading
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A Peaceful Birth Story – welcoming our 3rd baby
On November 27th we welcomed our beautiful baby girl, Sylvia Colette. But where to even begin? Because there’s so much to say and not very much to say at all, because her delivery was absolutely peaceful and sprinkled with laughter. The hardest part of labor were the weeks leading up to her birth. Our Sylvie… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 