Before I Was Ready

I was pregnant at my college graduation ceremony. I knew I wasn’t ready, but Kaleb arrived to rock our world in the best way possible. We were young and dumb. We didn’t have time to establish careers or learn how to live independently. Ready or not, we were parents. We were suddenly deep in a world of diapers, spit up, […]

ALL THE COLORS TOGETHER

My youngest child is very particular about what she will wear. I recently purchased some solid colored tank tops for her to use at soccer camp. I chose black and gray. She didn’t really like them, and I was baffled. What could be wrong with a plain black or plain gray tank top? When I asked her, she said, “Mom, […]

SOMETHING GROWING

There is a feeling gnawing and growing inside me. It is tugging at me and retreating again. I can’t pin it down or hold it long enough to examine  it. It is the a sense that things are on the verge of change. I am changing. No. They are changing. No. We are changing. My son was a babysitter tonight. The house […]

GIVE ME SPACE AND FREEDOM…JUST NOT TODAY.

As a parent, life seems to be a fluctuation between survival mode and an attempt to capture the moments we never want to forget.

Freedom is so close I can almost taste it. The day to day pressures of three small lives is lifting as they grow. With the lifting of pressure becomes space. Oh how I have wanted space and room to breath, and now…

FEED LOVE

My mother has spent her life feeding us love. Her love languages are acts of service and quality time, but that is only because cooking is not technically one of the five love languages.

GROWING PAINS

I always thought this would be a relief. That I would celebrate…you know… like I did when I was finally able to walk out of the house without a diaper bag in tow or when I was first able to start using the restroom without a child interrupting me.

PLAY FOR ME

November is traditionally a month of gratitude, and I have been blessed with the gift of a few off notes to help me practice hearing the melody as we kick off the season of thanks.

PULLING AHEAD

My 10 year old daughter took a few pictures of our dog. She then told me she was going to write a blog post called “Pulling Ahead.” She did it in her prayer journal, and it was so good I created a blog for her. Check out her super short, yet amazing, post by clicking the link below. Source: PULLING¬†AHEAD

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