I’m so thankful to have been interviewed by Maggie Johns at 100 Huntley Street. I hope our conversation will nurture hope in many families who sit in the shadow of
At a huge women’s conference last year, I sat alone. Several friends sat together in a section above me, but I was in-and-out with seven-month-old Micah strapped to my back
Years ago as a brand new mom to a little boy I couldn’t possibly love more I had my first experience with the kind of anger that scared me. I
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It’s still school holidays here in Australia so I’m not kissing my kids goodbye to school every morning quite yet, but when I do I cup their cheeks, look deeply into their
Strength and dignity—she is tender, she is fierce One woman every minute dies in childbirth*. I am not her. You’re not either. But every “her” has a name. She’s built
She was at my door trying to sell me one of those dinner box services. Believe me, I would sign up if we could afford such things. Brilliant concept.
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I’m due with my sixth baby any day now, but there are only three car seats fitted into our car. Three of our babies have died before we ever held
He sat next to me at dinner. I had been cutting my youngest’s meat for him and didn’t notice Matthew* pull up his chair. We chit-chatted about the weather and