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A derivative of anxiety.
A feeling of worry, nervousness, or unease, typically about an imminent event or something with uncertain outcome involving your children.
The light from my phone hurt my eyes as I checked the time. I rolled over coming face-to-face with my wide awake two-year-old. We blinked at each other as he rested his chubby hand on my cheek…. More
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Some days, as I am spraying a stain remover on my paint-ridden clothes or trying to get the sand out of my hair, I hear my mom’s words coming out of my mouth. “You have to be more careful!” I tell my wide-eyed almost-two-year-old. “Look at what you did!”… More
Photo by: Billy Kilgore
“How long can this wait?” I ask.
Before answering, she turns off the glaring, operatory light hanging over my face. Mint rinse lingers on my tongue.
“It can’t. If the infection spreads in your jaw, it can create an abscess,” she responds. Her furrowed brows and stern eyes leave no room for negotiation…. More
Photo by: Jennifer Wolfe
It’s that uneasy feeling in my core that momentarily makes me shudder. I try not to sit over the wing, but this time I must have gotten too close. It’s grey outside LAX – an uncommonly rainy day in southern California, to be sure.
As the plane gathers altitude and begins to shake, my head swerves from left to right as if I’m stuck on a spinning teacup ride…. More
Photo by: Bella Jackson Photography
As a mom, I have become VERY creative coming up with different ways to say “no” to my kids….not right now, let me decide later, I don’t think that’s a great idea….the list goes on and on.
But after a while, it got me thinking. Why am I always saying “no” to my boys and “yes” to others who are trying to take my time away from my family? So that inspired me to go an entire day being a “Yes Mom” to my boys…as long as they weren’t in danger, of course. And I’m not going to lie, we all learned a ton.