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”
Tag Archives: Motherhood
“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”
A Letter to the Boys
My boys. My sweet, silly boys. I can’t believe that you’ll both be big brothers within the next couple of weeks, that you’ll be required to grow up even more as our family changes. I feel bad about that some days, that at such a young age, I’ll already require so much of you. ButContinue reading “A Letter to the Boys”
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”
Pep Talks
Before Evan & I got married, we took part in some pre-marital counseling with a pastor. It was an awesome experience (of what I can remember. These days, I hardly remember anything from the day before.), and I still think about the things we discussed back then. We took a personality assessment of sorts, andContinue reading “Pep Talks”