Being nice is hard when you’re tired. It’s hard to give of yourself when you are empty. I never believed in the power of power naps until yesterday when I put the toddler down for an afternoon nap. I slept for about twenty minutes and was amazingly refreshed. (And fortunately he continued to sleep!) God … More Hello from the Mother Side
New milk. Old milk. Rejected and regurgitated milk. This is what I smell like. All the time. I have a baby who pukes often, and a toddler who currently has some sort of stomach bug, resulting in two vomiting episodes yesterday and diarrhea today. I watched an embarrassing amount of Daniel Tiger this morning. My … More The Days of Poop and Puke (and More Poop)
Well, we survived today. The toddler woke up screaming around 11:30 last night, and after calming down was too restless to go back to sleep. After flopping around for half an hour with him, I took him and Baby #2 into the living room for some Daniel Tiger therapy so my husband could sleep. Did … More And There’s a Potato Under My Couch
I’m going to get straight to the point: “Broken and beautiful” is a catchy trend. We like to be accepted in our imperfect state and celebrate together the many ways in which we have all fallen from grace. It’s as if we want to be more connected by our flaws and faults and sins than … More Beyond Broken and Beautiful
I have never traveled to a third-world country. Hopefully some day I will, but for now I content myself with stories from the many, many friends who have gone and were so richly blessed by the experience. The one thing that always stays with me is the overwhelming joy that they find among people with … More Because Happiness Doesn’t Come in a Box
Unless you really want me I’m a problem to erase No given name, no face The result of your disgrace But tissue’s not the issue Nor my growing “clump of cells” Someone lied to you about me Said I’ll make your life a hell But out there someone wants me Whose body won’t conceive And … More Unless You Really Want Me
Well, here we are again. Another blog post, another opinion–why even bother writing this when it will just get sucked into oblivion with all the other internet commentaries? Perhaps I’m a hopeless optimist. Maybe I just believe the Bible. “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways … More I’m Not Gay, So Why Do I Care?