Drinking all the cups of coffee. Sharing all the drops of bliss. Creator of a cozy home & mama village.
My fingers and cuticles are stained a deep pink from hours of manipulating beets. Washing. Scrubbing. Cooking. Peeling. Chopping. Pureeing. Testing. There may be spinach and/or fennel fronds in my teeth, and I'll be sure to check before heading out the door for an afternoon meeting. But my skin is clearing, my snacking includes a... Continue Reading →
My brain didn't quite emerge from its fog, as Abby appeared in our upstairs bedroom for the umpteenth time last night. My voice had lost its gracious "I'm-the-model-Mama" tone and taken on the "next-person-who-wakes-me-is-going-to-suffer-my-wrath" edge. Micah had already been awake to nurse twice, and my body groaned with the sheer effort of focusing on Abby's... Continue Reading →
One of the newest hashtags that David and I bandy about on a regular basis these days is "#notinourearly20sanymore." This could be used to aptly describe how exhausted we are by 8:30 pm. Or how we have both needed sudden and extensive (and expensive) dental work this summer. Or perhaps how my annual exam revealed... Continue Reading →
Darkness cloaked the world outside my in-law's house, as I rose to make a cup of coffee, rock Micah back to sleep, and open my journal for one of the first times in a year. The fans in my upstairs bedroom added a new level of white noise, as we combat the heat of July... Continue Reading →
Micah snuggles into my neck, leaving a sticky residue of pureed bananas and crumbling graham crackers on my tired shoulder. His chubby fingers intertwine themselves in my hair, and he giggles at the sensation. Abby twirls in her latest costume get-up, talking non-stop with every waking breathe. Talking and talking back. Smiling sweetly and stomping... Continue Reading →
Are you in a season of restless searching? Is there a disquiet in your heart that perhaps can't be pinpointed? A wandering that has you looking in vain for the next big adventure? I am. I often am. If perhaps you can identify with my heart's yearnings, then you understand the search for validation, the... Continue Reading →
This morning was a battle of the wills. Abby's versus my own. And, she doesn't just resemble me in feature. Apparently, she also inherited my "determination," shall we say, to interject one's own opinions and preferences into situations. This morning, the fight revolved around breastfeeding...or the lack thereof. You see, I'm ready to begin weaning... Continue Reading →
David and I got into a fight a few months ago. This is a rare occurrence in our nearly 12 years of friendship and 8.5 years of marriage, as neither of us tend to verbally express our frustration with one another...until the emotions boil over. (If you know my amazing husband, then be assured that... Continue Reading →
At one point in this crazy last week, I sat down to find some quiet and renew my soul. Abby was sleeping a few feet away, and I was too tired (as I often am lately) to do deep Bible study on my own or to journal. My thoughts barely seemed coherent enough to speak,... Continue Reading →
Her blue eyes match the color of the evening sky, as I spin wildly, holding her above my head. She laughs, as I continue to spin and dance, marveling at the way the fading clouds capture the joy of my daughter's baby grin. We snuggle and run toward her Daddy across the park's green grass.... Continue Reading →
