This past week, with Mother’s Day, I was asked (again):“What’s it like having nine kids?” Now, let’s be clear. Size does not matter. But it can sure feel like it does. Large families tend to invite wide-eyed questions, whispered comments in the grocery line, or nods of awe, as if I climbed Everest with a baby carrier. I get it. Nine is not subtle. But I never chased a number. I wasn’t collecting children like…
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Sometimes I chance upon my long-ago efforts at writing in the midst of the early days of raising my family. I have always made attempts to make sure I didn’t forget the things my children said and the many small joys in my days. This story was written in November of 1989 for Welcome Home magazine a monthly publication. I subscribed to this very homey newsletter for inspiration and encouragement in my stay at home…
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