The Postpartum Funk

It’s been a long four months. It’s hard to explain to someone who doesn’t have any kids, sometimes even harder to explain to those who are years outside of first having kids. I got in a funk this time after having a baby. I’ve had three babies, three totally different experiences in parenthood. For someContinue reading “The Postpartum Funk”

Here In My Holy Place

I wish I could tell you how many times I have returned here after a long day, sometimes in the middle of the chaos, waiting for the words to just spill out like rain drops and scatter beautifully. Too many to count. Too many moments where I’ve accepted a tiny dose of failure only becauseContinue reading “Here In My Holy Place”

“I Can Do Hard Things”

The other night we ventured to an ice cream stand with the boys. I had a rough day, being assaulted left and right by doubt and quiet whispers of inadequacy as I tried to take care of my kids. They’re the worst days, are they not? Nothing went terribly wrong, and I wasn’t hoarse fromContinue reading ““I Can Do Hard Things””

The Story of Five

It’s shocking when the first month of your newborn baby’s life is over. It is a hard season, one that feels eternal, but is so short. And here we have a 6 week old who sleeps better than my older two ever did and nestled right into our life as though he’s always been here.Continue reading “The Story of Five”

Forty Weeks

Forty weeks ago I became pregnant. I cried when I found out because, in all honesty, I didn’t feel ready for another baby. I wasn’t ready to give my body up yet again within four years. But things change, like when the scariness of it weathers away and baby kicks become persistent, the miracle ofContinue reading “Forty Weeks”

When I Rise

I woke up this morning at 5:45, worried. I laid in bed feeling defeated already, when this day hadn’t even started. The past week and a half I have been trying and trying again. In public, things are awesome! In the privacy of my home where chaos and tantrums ensue, I am exhausted. But it’s moreContinue reading “When I Rise”

Pregnancy Update: Servanthood

This weekend was not the best one. I spent an uncomfortable amount of it sick, while Evan took care of me. I hope he gets special recognition in heaven for loving me so well; the past two years, he’s spent some serious time nursing me back to health through three pregnancies. My jaw drops inContinue reading “Pregnancy Update: Servanthood”