Colleen Duggan shares a transparent look at the physical demands of motherhood and the peace, comfort and strength she draws from receiving the Eucharist to see her through challenging times.
Colleen Duggan's precious family is a living witness to the pro-life values she upholds.
My eyes flickered open at 5 am sharp, a full ten minutes before the alarm sounded, and the first thought I had was about that test. I needed to take the pregnancy test I hid under a
Last year, in preparation for Easter Sunday, I spent one entire morning making lists: the menu, the shopping list, the clothing list, and a list of basket items. I printed out recipes and made mental notes of
I forgot Camille, my two-year old, had migrated into our room in the middle of the night so I accidentally awoke her when I barged into my room for an early morning fitness session one morning last
On the day God gave out personalities, He made sure to give my 5-year-old, Mary Bernadette, a big, beautiful one. She is so full of life and spunk and heart, I find myself constantly conflicted. One minute,
When my husband, John, and I were first married, we bought a starter home in a cute little neighborhood where all the homes were practically piled on top of one another. One night, we were sitting in
In August, I volunteered to teach sixth graders for our parish religious education program. I was encouraged to do something apostolic by my spiritual director, Father Steve, and since I’m always perfectly docile and obedient (ahem), I
To quote Betty Duffy, “I had a booger of a sin to confess.” I decided last night I couldn’t put it off any longer so I scoured the internet looking for a local church that holds confession
Last week was a bad-parenting week. I yelled at the kids. A lot. It seems like everywhere I turned, someone was touching something they shouldn’t or digging in a newly organized closet, or breaking something I need.
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“Hey kids, do you know what happened here,” my dad yelled to surly children slouched in the backseat of his car. As we drove through some scenic area of the country, he desperately attempted to impart some
My oldest son, Patrick, is a fact lover. He devours with great fervor any informative books on space, sea, and animals. I was tickled then to receive the latest copies of Simon & Schuster’s ZooBorns: two books
When my husband, John, and I were first married, his Mom and Dad sent us a bit of money for his birthday. As poor newlyweds, we were thrilled to use the extra cash to purchase a simple
10. Let me never forget the difficulty a mother of young children faces when shopping with a baby and a toddler or two (or three) as they beg for various and sundry sweets while she pushes a