I wish I could take you there. To a land in the clouds. Where lollipops grow and flowers bloom. Where rainbows can be touched and held and tasted. Where you don’t have to do anything. But you do. Because you can fly. And at night, when the millions of stars come out and dance just…
Family Life
Safely Fallen
On Saturday night I went out to dinner with my cousin and some girls that I only slightly know. My cousin was sweet enough to invite me along and I could not have had a better time. Since returning to work, I have had much more “adult time” but much less “social time”, and it…
The Art of the Tantrum
As I left my office yesterday morning, turning the corner that led to the lobby and towards the set of escalators on my way to the coffee shop, I heard a familiar sound. Rather, I heard a sound that will soon be familiar. As I gently rode the electric staircase towards the floor below, I…
An Abundance of Lost Words
I’m at a loss for words. I have so much to say. I never would have guessed that I’d be writing about this here – on this blog. I started this blog when I was pregnant with Cameron. I meant for it to capture my journey into and through motherhood. I wanted to reflect on…
Bring on the Golf!
While I was browsing Twitter this weekend, I noticed that someone wondered if there would be many “golf widows” this weekend. If it wasn’t for my husband, I would have paid no attention to that tweet. But because Dan was so excited about it, I knew that The Masters was being played over the weekend….
I Knew You
This verse has been so important to me in this last week (and again a few months ago). There is very little comfort in losing a pregnancy, but the knowledge that someone loves my baby(ies) as much, if not more than I do gives me some peace. I am picturing Jesus cradling my children in his arms….
Funky Friday
I am having one of those days where the tears flow easier than the laughter. But! It is Friday. And so, because it is Friday, and because I need to find and share joy, I want to share this video. So, if you can, get up and dance. And if you have no other reason,…
It Happens Without Me
Kids hurt themselves. I’m not completely naive as to believe that this doesn’t happen. Children are learning to navigate and understand this world. Everything is new. Each movement, each discovery, each taste is something to add to their repertoire of experiences. They try, they test, and they do things that are completely foreign and exciting…
"Mother" Platform
Politics are one of those things that I don’t really talk about much. Religion? Sure, let’s start that conversation! Sex? An appropriate topic of occasion. But politics? Well, I get into politics with very few people. Because in this democracy, either you care about politics or you don’t. Either you are informed or you are…
Breast Man
I am a big proponent of breastfeeding. Alright, I don’t push women into choosing to breastfeed or chastize them for choosing formula. I don’t give the stink eye to Mamas as they pull out their bottles to feed their little ones. I do wish Mamas felt more comfortable to breastfeed in public, even without covering up…
Old and Married
9:00 That’s what the clock blinked as I crawled into bed. On Friday night. Nine. O. Clock. P.M. Nine o’clock on a Friday night used to mean that I only had a couple hours left of a waitressing shift. Nine o’clock on a Friday night used to mean that it was time to put on…
