Teaching my son to pull his pants up, and teaching me to face my own weakness
Maybe you don’t need to be ready. Maybe you just need to be willing. I am a hopeless…
Maybe you don’t need to be ready. Maybe you just need to be willing. I am a hopeless…
Discipline. Sounds fun, huh? Last year that was my “word for the year”. I’ve been choosing a word…
Finally I could stand it no more. How could I continue tossing and turning and wide awake in…
I keep wondering which birthday will catapult me into adulthood. It wasn’t 25. I was young and adventurous…
Two weekends ago I spent hours making a video of Judah’s first year. It probably shouldn’t have taken…
There are some days that my heart just aches in a way I’m not even sure how to…
We stand in the dark. His head on my shoulder, chest to chest we sway without sound. Steps…
It’s been happening for almost nine months now. Slowly. Steadily. But lately the friendship between these two…
I’m right in the middle of that conflicted whirlwind of heart that mamas get from time to time.…
These guys: [9|52: my heart on the outside] They have my heart. They make me swell with wife-…
[7|52: in the buff] The way Judah looks at me is different to the way anyone else has…
