Mandy Hitchcock

Motherhood. Loss. Authenticity. Resilience.

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No, My Children Are Not Too Young To Learn About Donald Trump’s America

“What is much scarier than Trump is the thought that there are parents who filled their 7-and 8-year old children’s heads with such vitriolic opinions that they were sobbing, angry, shaken, and crying themselves to sleep over the results of… Continue Reading →

Going On After A Child Dies

I’m honored to be up at Mamalode today with a simple little piece inspired by their December theme of strength. Grieving mothers are no stronger than other mothers. We are all incredibly strong.

My Daughter’s Death Changed Me, But It Did Not Make Me Superhuman

I was both humbled and proud to debut on the Brain, Child blog yesterday with a piece that was hard for me to write and share, because it says the opposite of what I think most people expect me to… Continue Reading →

Happy Seventh Birthday, Sweet Hudson

For some reason, I can’t let go of my One Good Thing blog, where my writing journey began just after Hudson died. Some part of her will always live there for me, I guess. So I’ll keep writing my letters… Continue Reading →

Hudson’s Birth Story

It might be cheating on NaBloPoMo to share old posts, but I’ve done it already and on this last day of the month, I am doing little else but preparing myself–emotionally, physically, and otherwise–to celebrate Hudson’s birthday tomorrow, and there… Continue Reading →

You Win Some, You Lose Some

After yesterday’s wonderful day with the kids, today was so bad that Ed and I decided we’d rather go to the grocery store together with both kids than leave them at home with one or the other parent. Yeah, it was… Continue Reading →

“OK” Is The Sweetest Word

Today was an amazing day. A glorious day. An extraordinary day. It was 70 degrees and sunny on the Saturday after Thanksgiving. We spent the day mostly outside with our kids, raking, blowing, and playing in the million leaves in… Continue Reading →

We Need a Little Christmas

Speaking of Christmas music, my four-year-old Jackson can’t get enough of it. We’ve had it blaring on Pandora and in the car for at least two weeks already. Tonight, my dad took him to his regular swimming lesson, and when… Continue Reading →

No Crib for a Bed

Where do refugee children sleep?  Look at the photos. Don’t avert your eyes. You’ll want to look away. I did, too. But don’t. When I looked at the photos, all I could think about was my son’s bed. How he sleeps on a… Continue Reading →

Life Is A Circle

The ways in which life so often circles back upon itself never cease to amaze me. My youngest daughter has been sick for the last several days with hand, foot, and mouth disease–it’s a common toddler illness that begins with a… Continue Reading →

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