On This Season of Sacrifice

On This Season of Sacrifice

My days are patchworked together much like the quilts we use for summer picnics. A moment for writing here, a minute for cleaning up there, a big chunk for work pops up, a few minutes of quiet before someone wakes. This season of raising small children? This season,...
On the Worst Kind of Mommy War

On the Worst Kind of Mommy War

I weigh more than I ever have before. I wear a bigger size than I ever have before. I have more soft folds than I ever have before. On the last flight I took, while the seatbelt fit fine the sides of the seat nearly left marks on my hips. Sometimes I don’t...

On Real Mom Confessions: a link-up!

For the past few weeks, I’ve been sharing ‘Real Mom Confessions’ on Instagram and Facebook, posting a picture of something from my very real everyday stories and inviting others to chime in with their very real everyday stories too. A few of mine have been: a towering...
on celebrating the everyday

on celebrating the everyday

Last weekend we celebrated Sam’s three full weeks of being diaperless. He’s amazing, y’all. And we are button-bursting proud of him, so last Sunday we celebrated. Donuts and a trip to the zoo marked the occasion. He had his first corndog, more treats...
Just Writing: potty training edition 1

Just Writing: potty training edition 1

Everytime I lose my bloggy-writing mojo, I feel like I have to re-enter with a deep, spiritually significant, poignant comeback post with a beautiful pinnable graphic and scheduled tweets to promote. Our family’s coming off a week of awful illness, I’m...
On Lent and the Ways I Will be Observing It

On Lent and the Ways I Will be Observing It

I’ve been in a kind of ugly place lately, a place of quiet cynicism and selfishness. I’ve simultaneously deferred and coveted the spotlight. The chip on my shoulder is breaking off in pieces, the seed of my secret cynic taking root and spreading like ivy...
On the Lights Across the Pond

On the Lights Across the Pond

  One of these homes backing up to our neighborhood is a Christmas holdout, strings of colored lights lining their deck railing. I love these lights. In the middle of the cold dark nights, they glow. Pacing and swaying with a sleepless baby, they glow. Struck...
On the Grace in Beauty

On the Grace in Beauty

A few weeks ago I got asked when I was due. I smiled and kindly said, I’m not. And you know, my feelings weren’t very hurt because frankly, I didn’t blame the person who asked because if I’m honest, my belly looks poochy enough to be holding a...
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