One of the things I respect most about the way my mom raised my brother and I, is the fact that she was never afraid of a nice, big mess. She likely would have done even more laundry if it had been up to her, but I was the peculiar, little girl who was known… Read More Motherhood Is Messy
If it’s possible for one-year-olds to wake up on the wrong side of the bed, mine definitely did a few early mornings ago. After a while of our son whining to leave the bedroom, my husband carried Ellis down the steep, wooden staircase to our kitchen as I followed right behind them. My son grew… Read More Take My Hand
Every time I watch my son’s chest rise and fall in steady rhythm, I am reminded of the profound miracle it is for his lungs to be filled with the breath of life, even as he sleeps. When I look back at early pictures of him, I smile in awe at the way my son… Read More I Will Never Not Be Thankful
I’ve watched the leaves turn from green to gold year after year, but yesterday, I noticed something I never had before. I was walking through our little German town with my head tilted back slightly, enchanted by the warm colors above me and by the heat of the afternoon sun met by a brisk breath… Read More Shifting Seasons
Some might call it a bad habit, but the easiest, most effective way to put my son to sleep is for me to nurse him and watch as his blinking slowly conceals his bright eyes and the purest peace washes over his sweet, soft face. I love lying next to him when my otherwise very… Read More The Price Of Being Present
As the end of the day slowly rolled around, I tried to think of ways to bridge the gap between dinner time and bed time. My husband was away on a trip and I had already been on three walks with my little boy to pass the time that day. I decided on a bath,… Read More These Are The Days
We are everywhere. We’re at the park, at the grocery store. We’re in the office, in the car. We’re at birthday parties, choir concerts, swimming pools and soccer games. We’re in the kitchen, the rocking chair and sometimes, we’re even in the shower. We are Mom. I haven’t belonged to this elite club for long,… Read More We Are Mom
To the Momma with a miracle inside: You’re probably trying to piece together the images of motherhood you have in your mind, wondering what the empty canvas of your upcoming season will look like once the colors of the life you’re currently carrying splash onto it. Maybe you picture yourself sitting in your favorite chair… Read More There Will Be Days
Motherhood has taken me to places I never imagined I would end up going. I certainly never pictured myself walking out of my own birthday party in hopes that a stroller ride might put my tired baby to sleep, who had already managed to stay up for two hours past his bedtime. I felt a… Read More Oh, The Places You’ll Go
Love and beauty. Two of the world’s most powerful forces. They transcend our understanding and cause us to use up all of our comprehendible words, still feeling as if we have yet to have said enough. Love and beauty possess the cunning ability to stop anyone in their tracks, to unexpectedly grip even the hardest… Read More Oh, For The Love Of Beauty
