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Have your motherhood article included in our book!

Motherhood Redefined is putting together a book about our "finest mommy moments." As we all know, motherhood can be both the most rewarding and the most frustrating experience we will ever have.  

We would love to include one of your "lost in the 'hood" stories. You know, the ones that make us realize that we're not perfect. The ones that make us hang our head in exasperation, pray to any God that will listen for more patience, laugh at ourselves, cry, question who we are - and who those kids are! You get the picture. We think these stories will show moms everywhere that we all have those moments and we can use them as tools to reflect on and learn from as we each navigate our way though our own motherhood. Plus there's always the promise of a good laugh! It is the best medicine.  

Please submit your stories by March 15th. We will contact you with details if your story is selected to be included.  


Here is an example of one of Teresa's stories:  

I had a fun afternoon planned for my son, he was 5 at the time, and myself. We were going to have lunch and then go golf 9 holes. Due to my business, I got a late start so we just grabbed a quick lunch from McDonalds, nice start. As we get on the highway, eating our lunch in the car, I see all the red tail lights. Traffic is practically at a stop. I tell myself,  "Okay, we only have 10 miles to go on this highway so we can still make our tee time as long as the traffic just keeps moving." Ten minutes later I realize we will be late so I call the golf course. The golf course doesn't show a tee time reservation for us. After a number of minutes of being on hold, they realize my tee time is at their other course so they change it over and say we are still okay to come. We arrive 15 minutes late but are still able to golf. We tee off and start walking. All is good, the course is not busy and we are enjoying ourselves. As we get to the 5th hole, my son says he has to go to the bathroom. I just tell him to go in the bushes as there is not a bathroom nearby. He gives me the look and says "No, mommy, I have to go #2." For a moment I just stare at him (if you know anything about a golf course, the 5th hole of a 9 hole course means you are not only half way but the furthest from the clubhouse.) My very mature, mom response is "Are you kidding me? I can't even see the clubhouse from here." I just get the "I have to go right now" look.  

Now let me remind you, we are walking and pulling our carts behind us so this is not the old Grab, Carry and Run. I turn into the military mom "Grab your clubs, start walking, fast!" Did I forget to tell you it is Phoenix and around 100 degrees? We are now sweating and walking as fast as his little legs can go. He looks at me and says "Mommy, I can't make it. I have to go really bad." "Just squeeze your butt checks together and give me your clubs! Walk faster!" is my response. He is starting to cry and I am pulling 2 sets of clubs and sweating profusely. "You can make it, just hold it, we are almost there and I don't have anything for you to change into if you go in your pants." Again, another mature, mommy comment. As we get close to the 9th hole I drop the clubs, grab him and run for the clubhouse. I won't even tell you the self talk going on in my head as I am sure you can figure it out. Most words would be bleeped if it were TV. As I bolt into the clubhouse and scare the daylights out of the girl behind the counter, I make a beeline for the bathroom and start pulling down his pants at the same time. We make it to the bathroom, I plop him down onto the toilet and collapse against the wall. We made it. He looks at me with a smile and says "Sorry mom, but glad I made it. Are we done golfing now?" As I sit against the wall, a sweaty, disheveled mess, all I can say is "Yes, dear, I think we are done for the day."