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Cloth vs. disposable. Pacifier vs. thumb. Bottle vs. breast. And that’s just the first few years! Mothering decisions are overwhelming.

One of my children tells me, repeatedly, and with a certain tone of disapproval, that I take everything too seriously.

Elisabeth Corcoran's book Unraveling shows the rocky journey of her difficult marriage, and the hope that others can draw from it.

What if other people saw my kid making poor choices? How will this poor decision reflect on my parenting?

The message given is so often: more more more. Try harder. Cook more. Submit more. But maybe that's not the issue.

I thought during all those years that I was married that submission meant I had to do what I was told.

I want to be the kind of wife who doesn’t care what her husband does as long as he isn’t hurting himself, me, my kids, or anyone else.

I started to notice that every time I pulled into the parking lot of my church, post-separation, I felt sick to my stomach.

It’s my job as a mother to equip my kids to handle life as best as they can, even when it comes to the really tough issues.

Be honest with yourself. What is the true state of your marriage? Is there unfaithfulness, lying, addiction or abuse?

Something is shifting in me. Despite the bubble-world I’ve tried to wrap around them during their entire upbringing, I now wish I could go back in time and whisper to them along the way, “Go do anything.”

Question: “I have to see my ex-spouse at a special event and I’m so nervous. Any tips?”

Sadly, my kids have learned (though my divorce) that a family is more peaceful when marriage is not in the picture.

Single parenting can be rough and lonely. And although Jesus is our Redeemer, we must still deal with heartache.

I have this epic fear when it comes to my children and it’s bigger than any of my other fears combined: history repeating itself.

In ten years, my kids will be 27 and 25. I will be 53. I may be a grandmother. I have to go throw up now.

I am very aware that my kids will not be with me much longer. So, I am taking mental pictures all the time.

I know that there is no pain like the pain of a love-relationship ending. I’ve had it happen five times, three with the same man.

First, to paraphrase Beth Moore, “The moment you got married, your husband became God’s will for you.”