Thursdays

If you were wondering what my favorite day of the week is…it’s Thursday. There’s anticipation. There’s slowness. There’s rest. Someday fairly soon there will be a fire in my fire place, an oversized flannel shirt on my mom bod, and some cheesy predictable love story book in my hands. But this won’t be just on … Continue reading Thursdays

Walk Brave

I’m not even going to pretend that my youngest child hasn’t been treated differently than his three older siblings. The thing with babies of the family is that they don’t have another small human stealing their mother’s attention. Unlike the others, he was the only one that shared any stint of time being the only … Continue reading Walk Brave

Under the Oak Tree

Sometimes we are running strong. Sometimes we are barely making it. Sometimes we want to give up. Sometimes we are just ready to be finished with the race. Regardless, Jesus is still Jesus and I’m glad I can rest in that. When you feel isolated and worn out, remember those who are running this race with you. Those who have run before you. Those who are cheering you on like the pink-shirted, ponytail lady under the oak tree. Continue reading Under the Oak Tree

I love you, but I don’t want to see your castle.

There’s this ideal that motherhood is beautiful and full of cupcakes and rainbows and unicorns prancing through a daisy patch and if you read those motherhood books, you will know what to expect; but having over a decade of experience in motherhood, I’ve learned that there is no way to prepare for this role and that cupcakes end up smashed in the floor. Continue reading I love you, but I don’t want to see your castle.

35

35. The year my oldest daughter started baking me my favorite unfrosted angel food birthday cake. The year I spent half the morning riding around Hinton on my new birthday bike and the other half watching one of the most train-wreckish-but can’t-look-away type shows (Married At First Sight – you are the worst show ever). … Continue reading 35

Days 8-?

In 6 years, Kyle and I have deliberately (for getaway type purposes) sent our kids away twice. Both times, we stayed two nights. We’ve never taken a long vacation. I like being home. I like the normalcy of it all. I am very impressed with nature and creation, but when thinking about places I’d like … Continue reading Days 8-?