I do not consider myself a superstitious person. So when my five-year-old son’s wind-up music box begins randomly playing around 3:30 in the morning, I look for a logical explanation. But the thing is, my husband and I can’t find one. My child lays sound asleep in his bed. When my husband decides to kneel …
There are so many things that surprised me about motherhood; things that no one tells you in the What to Expect books. I knew the statistics for c-sections, but I didn’t know I would actually grieve the loss of natural childbirth. I knew there would be sleepless nights, but I didn’t foresee the loneliness and …
I have a list of home projects I wanted to get done over the weekend. It still sits untouched. When my family moved into this house three years ago, we had grand plans of changing everything. I watched a lot of HGTV. We wanted to refinish the floors and remodel the kitchen. Paint and add …
When I was growing up, the Cheers theme song could have been the theme song for my life. I wanted to go where everyone knew my name. Where our troubles were all the same. For a long time, I felt like no one knew who I was or understood anything about me. I was not …
I do not typically remember my dreams. When I wake from sleep, whatever took place in my subconscious stays there, whether it be to my benefit or not. But there’s one dream, or nightmare as it may be, that has stayed with me since I was a little girl. I am falling, flailing around from …
It never even occurred to me that other moms might be struggling too. Grace didn’t cross my mind. A simple word that embodies so much, but one we so easily overlook, forget and brush away like yesterday’s leftovers. During my first year as a mother, I so badly needed it. I looked at other moms …
I’ve had a still-in-my-pajamas-at-noon kind of day. The hubby is out of town for the week, my little ones have been stretching me in new ways that I never even knew existed, and I’m so tired and overwhelmed that the idea of cutting up veggies to make myself a nice salad sounded like too much …
One of my two-year-old’s favorite words is one that I need to say more often: “thank you.” He repeats it over and over until I acknowledge him with a simple response, delighted to hear me say it. How many times have I opened my hands to receive but never bothered to stop in a moment …
Each day I spend with my little ones, I learn more about God’s love and grace. I truly believe that children teach us just as much as we teach them. They are our Creator’s little vessels of eternity and truth, and we would be wise to pause, pay attention, and learn each lesson He is …
Our first family camping trip with our church friends began with a torrential downpour, which caused me to let go of any future expectations of how the weekend would go. Instead of complaining, we laughed. Three families huddled around a picnic table and ate soggy burgers under a leaking tarp. We made jokes. We took …