Motherhood – JANELLE DELAGRANGE

And Yet

I am tired. Physically, spiritually, emotionally. Do you ever feel like there is too much to do, and you have no idea where to begin? I feel that. Heavy and annoying on my heart. So many things, ideas, dreams, and goals that I can not seem to accomplish simply because I don’t want to start.Continue reading “And Yet”

Eleven Days with Rosie

Eleven days ago, my life got sweeter. Babies change everything. Having babies changes us, our lives, our other kids, our hearts. Eleven days ago I was so tired and physically spent. I struggled for the last few weeks of pregnancy to be optimistic. All I wanted was to eat ice, crawl out of my ownContinue reading “Eleven Days with Rosie”

The Fleeting Pain of Motherhood

They say that a mother forgets the true pain of labor, thus the reason she does it again and again. I think the opposite is true. The more children you have, the more you remember. I’m almost a “pro” at having kids (if there ever were such a thing). I’ve done this a few times,Continue reading “The Fleeting Pain of Motherhood”

The Legacy We Leave

I remember only a few parts of my first day of kindergarten. I remember walking to the bus stop with my brothers. We sat down, my brothers sitting close to their friends, and me sitting quietly next to someone I didn’t know. And that’s it. That was 20 years ago. Tomorrow I get to walkContinue reading “The Legacy We Leave”

Good & Faithful: The Mission of Motherhood

I’ve been looking in the rearview mirror of my minivan, right into my sons eyes. I love him so much it hurts, know what I mean? So much so that we fight daily. The rearview mirror in my minivan gives me the perfect view of my oldest son. He didn’t used to sit back there.Continue reading “Good & Faithful: The Mission of Motherhood”

Like Vines: IT’S A GIRL

“It’s a girl.” I was laying there while the technician rolled over my belly with the ultrasound probe, my hands on my forehead, my mouth hanging open. She typed it onto the screen while she highlighted exactly how she knew. I waited for the tears to come, because hadn’t I told a myriad of peopleContinue reading “Like Vines: IT’S A GIRL”

Candid Motherhood

I was one of those women who silently judged moms in grocery stores. I would walk through the store with my cart and hear a child a few aisles over throwing a fit over something. And I vowed to myself that I would never have children like that. “Get your act together, Mom over there.Continue reading “Candid Motherhood”