One of my biggest fears is that my faith is sham. That’s hard to admit. I’ve gone to church since I was a little girl. I grabbed hold of my faith myself when I was around 14 years old. It’s been a huge part of my life ever since. But I have a nagging fear… Continue reading My Biggest Fear
I’ll be honest: I love being needed. I know as moms we like to say, if I could just be alone and not be needed! Put me in a hotel room alone for days so I can sleep and eat and watch what I want without being interrupted! But it’s all a show. At least… Continue reading Being Needed vs. Needing
I’m leading an Advent group with a friend, and I decided to post my Advent reflections to my blog. Enjoy this Christmas season! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My kids are 10 and almost 7. On top of just being older, they’re big! My husband is 6’4″. My kids were born long and were both always much taller than… Continue reading Be Held
I don’t know about you, but I’ve been using the Marco Polo and Voxer apps an awful lot since we all became quarantined in March. It’s been the ultimate way to communicate to out of town friends and family as we all navigate this chaotic pandemic. I won’t lie; it can be a little overwhelming… Continue reading When Anxiety Won’t Leave
As a stay-at- home mom, I have a lot of opportunities to help out at my kids’ schools. I try to take advantage when I can. I love watching my kids learn and grow with their friends. Last year, a permission slip came home informing us there would be another field trip to the National… Continue reading The Inevitability and the Joy of Change
I’ve felt heavy with this blog post now for over a couple weeks now. I know so many people are struggling, and I want so much to be encouraging, to point to God, to help us all rally. I know I, along with many others, have been trying to put some positivity out there: We… Continue reading Faith in the Time of a Global Pandemic
Two nights ago, I snuggled in bed with my son, Gavin. His sixth birthday is today. This isn’t really consequential. However, every time one of my kids has a birthday, my mama heart has to prepare itself in the days leading up to the actual birthday. Sometimes this means going through all our old photos.… Continue reading When I Grow Up, I Want To Be Like My Six-Year Old
This is a post I started years ago when my kids were really small. I never got around to posting it because, well, I had kids that were really small! My daughter was six years old at the time, and my son was three. I hardly had time to eat and shower, let alone work… Continue reading Christmas Thoughts From Heidi, Age 3
A nasty cold had crept into our house, and Gavin fell victim. He always does. One of the worst parts of parenting has to be when sickness goes through the house. There’s just no great combination, at least not compared to when you were a kid. As a kid, you got to stay home. As… Continue reading Midnight Musings of My Sick Kid
The other night, I spent some much-needed quality time with my mom. We did some shopping and then settled into a local restaurant, a glass of wine in my hand, a martini in hers, and a big, steaming dish of spinach artichoke dip between us. We started chatting. She made a comment about my little… Continue reading They Won’t Remember
