By walking our highest paths, we can show our children how to be strong and complete women, dancing our dance as they discover theirs.

Where is the line? How do you find it? How do you know the difference between mother’s guilt, selfishness, and neglect?

If there is ever a time when mothers' faces look exactly the same, it is when they are too near to the end of that precious allotment of time with their newborn.

I’m so thankful for her help, but saddened by it at the same time: the image of my chubby-legged toddler being chased around the waiting room by someone other than myself pricks at my heart.