I Don’t Want to Mother My Children in My Own Strength
I didn’t quite know fear until I became a mom. Eleven years ago, fear made itself at home in my…
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I didn’t quite know fear until I became a mom. Eleven years ago, fear made itself at home in my…
Continue ReadingSweet third child, your presence flooded our lives with abundance. The kind of abundance God promises—that pressed down, shaken together,…
Continue ReadingI don’t have many hobbies outside of my home. I love my day job but it’s them I long for.…
Continue ReadingIn between the tantrums and the teething, there are hugs and smiles. They wear you out. They lift you up.…
Continue ReadingDear husband, Sometimes I need your help. The words sting a little as they hang in the air. The reality…
Continue Reading“Hey, just checking in. How’s your day?” I balanced the phone between my shoulder and ear as I pulled a…
Continue ReadingAs you can probably imagine, working with teenagers exposes me to a lot of unique conversations and social situations. The…
Continue ReadingI'm sad. The denial and bargaining has worn off, and the grief has set in. This pandemic quarantine is depressing.…
Continue ReadingWhat a time this is, family. We’re on day nine of who-knows-how-many of all being home together. I’m not going…
Continue ReadingAs with every morning, I started with coffee and bravely told myself today wouldn’t be a cluster as the mom…
Continue ReadingI hope you remember hands that rubbed your back and pulled you in closely. Instead of hands that vigorously typed…
Continue ReadingI got up well before the sun rose. I washed dishes, emptied the dishwasher, wiped the table from last night’s…
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