Imagine what it would be like to have the loss of one of your senses. Imagine a silent world. No laughter or music. Missing the glorious sound of the Hallelujah Chorus. Imagine a dark world. No rainbows. No lush, green meadows. Not knowing your favorite color. Imagine the inability to…
I can’t believe it. This week we celebrated Tarah’s birthday and already, she’s two. Her birth story is such a blessing to tell and here’s why: In 2007, Matt and I discovered that I was pregnant and we were thrilled to anticipate the sixth addition to our merged, growing family….
The first week Tessa was home, one morning as I was making oatmeal, I caught myself with one eye closed and barely avoided using chili powder in place of the cinnamon. I can only imagine the look Taylor would have given me for that one. Easter weekend, I was supposed…
Ok, so I’m a huge fan of sweet n salty snacks. Can devour a bag of chocolate Chex mix like no other. (Can we say “Made to Crave?” ) But Mother’s Day! Does it have to be sweet and salty? Sweet because I spent a wonderful morning with two precious…
This past Sunday, a very generous compliment was afforded to me. “You were made to have babies.” Wow, I guess you could interpret that many different ways. And I chose it to say “You make having babies look easy.” 🙂 But how? If you ask my husband and he doesn’t…
Since Tessa Grace has arrived, the one question I’ve heard frequently is: Who does she look like? For our sweet T, I originally thought she looks like our almost two yr. old, Tarah. And Tarah is sooo much like her big sister, Taylor. But then over the days, I began…
Tessa had her first Sunday at church yesterday! I love the privilege of feeling well enough to have babies in the nursery the first Sunday after they are born. That experience is a legacy passed down from my Mom, who did the same for me. In the last nine…
On Wednesday afternoon, Samuel, the ever-thinking kindergartener, was staring out the patio door windows at the gorgeous snow falling. “Mommy, who makes the snow?” It was a rhetorical question. So I responded: “I don’t know, Buddy. Who makes the snow?” “God,” he says. Long pause. “Do you think that…
I love my babies. I really, really do. I love my children, but I really love my babies. But what we as women go through to have babies….THAT I don’t love so much. And then there are so many people in the world who just assume that the public…
Every once in awhile, a sermon illustration you hear really sticks with you. Yesterday’s sermon by Pastor Harrell outlined Barnabas and his continual lifestyle of encouragement. When Pastor arrived at the point of this particular illustration, after the first line, I whispered the outcome of the story in my…
Regret Free Parenting is a great handbook for any parent, regardless of their child’s age, one book that I just had to share with my readers. So many questions flow through our minds as parents as we attempt to rear our children for the reasons that really matter. Catherine says:…
Earlier this week, I waited too late to start homework with my kindergartener, Samuel. About the time I was calling him to come to me and begin working, he started crying about getting hurt while playing with his older sibling. Now I don’t think he was truly injured, mostly…
