Janelle Delagrange

Riches: The Present

It’s been a while since I’ve written. It’s been a while since I have looked life in the face and considered where to begin when it comes to sharing with you all. Being a writer is weird at times. There is never a moment when I’m not considering my written word. Compelled. Convicted. Humbled. IfContinue reading “Riches: The Present”

Growing Up: Part One

For the past two months, my husband and I have been working on finishing up our kitchen renovation. Throw in having a baby, having surgery, and having kids in general, and it takes for-ev-ER. As in, I’ve been painting cabinets for almost two months probably. But you know, I am going to enjoy the crapContinue reading “Growing Up: Part One”

Enough & More Than

I read an article the other day that served the purpose of reminding moms that they are enough. That it’s okay, being overwhelmed is okay, and that perfection doesn’t exist here in this motherhood situation. But I’m gonna call it. I’m gonna get wordy and passionate, and I hope you don’t mind. Motherhood is hard. AcknowledgingContinue reading “Enough & More Than”

4 Tips: Thriving with Three Boys

I grew up wishing I had sisters. I wanted built-in best friends, but I was instead left with two older brothers. They picked on me growing up, I screamed a lot, we fought. But I love them dearly, and I wouldn’t trade them for anything. So becoming a mom of three boys should be easierContinue reading “4 Tips: Thriving with Three Boys”

Unforced Rhythms of Grace

Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me–watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting onContinue reading “Unforced Rhythms of Grace”

Twenty-five and Burned

Purpose doesn’t go to work; it goes to love. I turn 25 this year. Still young, only halfway through my twenties. Somehow I’ve managed to jam a whole lot of life in a few short years, making my twenties feel incredibly longer than they have been. It leaves me feeling burned out. Doubtful. Questioning. Exhausted.Continue reading “Twenty-five and Burned”

The Dreamer in Me vs. Motherhood

But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? After Finn was born, I felt deflated (literally and figuratively). It has been mostly a blur since he arrived, leaving me a little bit heartbroken every time I have to swap out bigger clothes for him. Not toContinue reading “The Dreamer in Me vs. Motherhood”