I wrote this post for the BlogHer Mother's Day Eve series. BlogHer gave me the prompt, "Being a mother made me..." I toyed with "exhausted," "frazzled," "a caffeine addict," "likely to take up morning drinking" and a few other things. But when the tragic events occurred in Boston earlier this week, I knew exactly how to finish that sentence.
Mother’s Day Eve® is a moment where moms come together to celebrate each other and the sisterhood of motherhood. The Saturday night before Mother’s Day, line up the sitters and ditch the dads, because this party is just for the mamas. Find out how to join the Mother's Day Eve party now!
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News had started coming in of the tragedy in Boston on Monday afternoon as I was getting ready to pick up my boys from school. We just moved to our home last week, and it was their first day in their new classrooms in a new city. My heart had been in my throat all day as I wondered if they were making friends and learning the routine.
And then this. This heartbreaking, senseless tragedy that seemingly came out of nowhere - again.
It was warm and sunny outside, a stark contrast to how I was feeling as I walked to their school, checking my Twitter feed and wondering, along with the rest of the world, what had just happened. Posts, pictures, fear and speculation were everywhere, but the permeating message seemed to be: Please, not again.
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Mother’s Day Eve® is a moment where moms come together to celebrate each other and the sisterhood of motherhood. The Saturday night before Mother’s Day, line up the sitters and ditch the dads, because this party is just for the mamas. Find out how to join the Mother's Day Eve party now!