To the moms of littles at the playground: This post is written to you but not about you. I was you, and I somehow thought I’d be you forever. But here I am with a teenager and a preteen, and I am constantly biting my lip to keep the words, “Enjoy it, it goes so… Continue reading To the moms of littles at the playground
I did not grow up with the dream of working with human trafficking survivors. I didn’t even know what trafficking was for the longest time. The subject was maybe touched on in high school, but it was a fleeting thought, something that didn’t concern me. I assumed it happened in third world countries, a world… Continue reading How I Got Here
It’s no secret the blog has taken a hiatus. I’m going to pull the mom card and blame my kids, but it’s not what you think. When my kids were tiny, most stories and issues were universal. Potty training? Universal. Nap strikes? Universal. Keeping a toddler in a big kid bed? Universal. Navigating tantrums? Universal. However,… Continue reading For the Mamas Who Miss the Little Years
No one told me that finding an old, tiny flip flop would make me cry. But today it did. I was cleaning out a catch-all cabinet in the kitchen, and I stumbled upon one of my son’s tiny flip flops from when he was a baby. My heart lurched and tears sprung into my eyes.… Continue reading Why Tiny Flip Flops Make Me Cry
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’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
I have always loved the outdoors, even at a young age. I remember laying in bed with my windows open as many nights as the weather would allow…which was pretty much always unless it was the bitter middle of winter. I loved hearing rain, thunder, breezes, crickets in the night, bullfrogs and birds. I would feel… Continue reading Resting in the clouds
My five-year-old daughter has always been easy to put to bed. We started a routine with her from the time she was a baby, and have continued it to this day. She’s been a good sleeper since the tender age of six weeks old, easing us ever-so-gently into parenthood. God gave us mercy with that… Continue reading Lay With Me
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