Forget the tissues, grab a bucket.

A man wipes a tear from his face.
A man wipes a tear from his face.
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Need a good cry?

These 6 tearjerker songs about parenthood will have you blubbering like a newborn, then gazing at your “baby” — no matter how big or small.

For an extra tear-jerking spin, watch the videos, too.

Because all parents could use a good, healthy cry.

Seriously, The journal Scientific Reports discovered crying to music makes you feel better.

So crank up the tunes, grab a tissue (or a bucket), and listen to these tearjerker songs about kiddos growing up.

6 Tearjerker Songs about Parenthood

“Where are you going, my little one, little one?

Where are you going, my baby, my own?

Turn around…


The tough times taught me how the ultimate beauty lies in the mundane.

A woman sits within the rays of a sunset.
A woman sits within the rays of a sunset.
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“Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.” Robert Brault

I have always prided myself on my ability to practice gratitude.

Ever since I was a child, I’ve thanked the Lord for my blessings on the majority of my days.

Still, even as someone who continuously reminds themselves of their blessings, I admit, I take so much for granted.

Due to the state of our world, I’ve been reflecting on which moments in my life have impacted my gratitude the most.

Ironically, I found the key moments in my life…


Mom of two, freelance writer, peanut butter lover.

A picture of the author that has been rendered as a painting.
A picture of the author that has been rendered as a painting.
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Accept what people offer. Drink their milkshakes. Take their love.”

Wally Lamb

Hey there! I’m Amanda — mom of two, freelance writer, and peanut butter lover, but let’s start from the VERY beginning.

I was born (and raised) in a teeny Southern Vermont town where my parents owned the only grocery store. I began “working” there when I was 7 — bagging bagels counts! I eventually ran a register, baked, stocked shelves, and rocked customer service.

While in Vermont, I got into sports and was a tri-varsity athlete in basketball, soccer, and…


How our daily commute sheds light on the metaphors of wind

A young boy pokes his head out of a car window.
A young boy pokes his head out of a car window.
Photo by Anton Luzhkovsky on Unsplash

“If the wind brushes against you, do not complain; it brushes against everyone.”
Matshona Dhliwayo

“Can I feel the wind on my face for a minute, mommy?” My sweet, 5-year old asks every morning — on our half-hour commute.

“Yes, honey, of course, you can,” I always say as I roll down the window, glance at the rearview mirror, and watch my boy close his eyes and smile. His rusty brown hair flows in all directions.

This is one of my favorite daily occurrences.

These days, when venturing in public resembles a dystopian novel, political flags appear everywhere, and…


Trying to make sense of our political world.

A girl takes duct tape off of her mouth.
A girl takes duct tape off of her mouth.
Photo by Maria Krisanova on Unsplash

I’ve been a people pleaser since I can remember, and for most of my life when it came to controversial conversations, I’d shy away or stay silent. Some close friends never even knew my political affiliation.

Controversy has never been my thing.

Then I became an official writer, and life spilled on the page.

For someone known for shying away from conflict — exposing my innermost opinions and thoughts to the world was terrifying.

But I did it, and in the last three years, I’ve tackled sensitive subjects on parenting, gender inequality, education, and more.

I’ve come a long way and learned that I can’t please…


A poem about lucky numbers and shooting stars.

A landscape photo with shooting stars.
A landscape photo with shooting stars.
Photo by Will Li on Unsplash

Wandered outside
to my backyard
with a cool blueberry beer
and old-school IPOD blasting Josh Ritter.

Settled down
with crossed legs,
beside a white birch log
I used to rest my elbow.

Gazed up at the stars
for an hour.
They were everywhere —
one of the most brilliant nights.

I saw countless shooting stars,
shooting stars that left imprints of light
behind them as well as in my mind.

The first was glorious,

‘A shooting star,’ I thought,
‘how incredibly perfect.’
Then came a second, a third.

I stopped counting at 9

because 9 has always been my lucky…


How we stopped trying to “harness” my son’s beautiful energy and embrace it.

ing Photo by Shane Rounce on Unsplash

“Our job is to look at her and say, you know what you’re imperfect, and you’re wired for struggle, but you are worthy of love and belonging.” Brene Brown

My oldest son is a beautiful spitfire of energy.

And when he was 4, I admit, I had a difficult time keeping up.

He was up at 5 in the morning and breezing around like the roadrunner until 8 at night.

You're sitting back nodding your head and thinking, Boys will be boys, yep, sounds about right, but it was intense, and when he was in a group with other children…


You do you. I’ll do me.

A family of three having dinner at the table
A family of three having dinner at the table
Photo by Pablo Merchán Montes on Unsplash

I’ve been reading Rachel Hollis’s Girl Wash Your Face, and honestly, I have mixed feelings about it.

For starters, I completely respect this woman as a writer. In fact, I admire any writer who has the nerve to show up. As a freelancer myself, I know how difficult it can be to put yourself out there and be vulnerable.

I also think a lot of what she says is magnificent. Take this quote below:

“I don’t believe in one best way to parent. In fact, I think it could be pretty damaging to our children if we try to impost…


A poem for parents getting by one day at a time.

A mom holds a baby.
A mom holds a baby.
Photo by Paul Hanaoka on Unsplash

You woke up and made breakfast (Cheerios and strawberries count)
You are enough.

You set out colorful vitamins and meds.
You are enough.

You snuck in 5 minutes on the rowing machine (and walked 6,000 steps today).
You are enough.

You brushed your teeth and hair then reminded others to do the same.
You are enough.

You packed snacks, lunches, water bottles, and extra clothes.
You are enough.

While walking out the door, you remembered to find something that began with the letter “e" for show and tell.
You are enough.

You drove your son to school and talked about…


"It’s not the critic who counts" (and other nuggets of wisdom).

A family of four sits on a bed together.
A family of four sits on a bed together.
Photo by Jonathan Borba on Unsplash

I had read motivational Brené Brown snippets between making meals, cleaning dishes, and playing with my two young sons but had never truly sat down to read one of her inspirational, researched books on vulnerability and shame from beginning to end.

So, when a Brené Brown Netflix special popped up on my "recommended for you" screen while the kids slept like dazzling cherubs, I figured I'd give it a shot.

And I'm so glad I did.

Not only is Brown hilarious, but her insights into shame, empathy, and vulnerability relate to ANY parent.

I hope these Brené Brown parenting quotes…

Amanda Clark-Rudolph

Amanda is a work at home mama who contributes to various magazines and blogs. Contact her at writeonfreelancingllc@gmail.com for interview or blog articles.

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