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Laura Kelly Fanucci

Laura Kelly Fanucci blogs at Mothering Spirit, part of the CCblogs network.

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Another, again, anew

I knew we were meant to have daughters. Then God gave us a boy, and another, and another.
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Look, mama, look—do you see?

In a world of whittled attention spans, perhaps the greatest gift I can offer my children is also the simplest.
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The silence that surrounds parents’ grief for a baby

“It’s the absolute worst when this happens,” says the man laying gravestones, unable to speak the words baby or dead.
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Sacred creation in the everyday

In my three-year-old son's bathtime play, the Spirit still hovers over the water.
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To be vessel and passage

We receive a gift to carry and pour out to others. We are carved into channels through which God flows love.
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The homecoming

There are no questions about where I have been, as he flings chubby toddler arms around my neck.
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This is why we give thanks

Expressing gratitude to God only makes sense if you do it even on the bad days.
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Growing up with grief

My older brother died 25 years ago. I was ten years old. I grew up with grief.
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And yes I said yes I will yes

Ten years ago we started being married. It is the vow that started our vocation. But what does it mean when a vow becomes an everyday verb? When a calling is shared as a single story?
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God in the wilderness

After our twin daughters died, mothers from all over wrote to me. They had lost babies before birth, after birth, in childhood, and beyond....

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You can imagine. Let me help you.

As newly bereaved parents, we hear this all the time. I can’t imagine what you’re going through.
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I want them to be mine

The two girls I carry below my heart. The three boys who run circles around me all day long. I want them to be mine.  I refer to them as such, of course.
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A letter to the twins

This is the first thing I know about you: you are girls. This is still a stunning revelation to a mom of (previously) all boys.
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Stay close to the stories

Another morning is blueing into being over the thin horizon behind the dark trees. It is icy cold, fresh frost ringing the windows and slow snowflakes drifting down behind the glass....
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The grit and the glamour

Before I had children, I had a hazy image of life with kids. I don’t think I idealized it as pure ease and smooth delight, but the montage of pictures that would flash through my mind looked much more like parenting’s “best of” reel.
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Expecting during Advent

Four times I’ve been pregnant during Advent. The first time. The second time. The third time. Now the fourth time. Four times I’ve teared up at all the hymns about waiting for a child. Four times I’ve connected with the stories of annunciation and visitation in a tender and touching way.

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