“To love someone fiercely, to believe in something with your whole heart, to celebrate a fleeting moment in time, to fully engage in a life that doesn’t come with guarantees – these are risks that involve vulnerability and often pain. But, I’m learning that recognizing and leaning into the discomfort of vulnerability teaches us how… Continue reading Showing up
Ahh motherhood. It’s the easiest thing for me when I’m trying to do nothing else. It becomes the hardest thing when I am trying to do absolutely anything else. (Any woman who, before becoming a mother, could make a pie in her sleep and then attempts this with her baby around knows the struggle I’m… Continue reading On making and mothering
It all started a few weeks ago when I woke up on a Monday morning feeling sick. If you’re a mother of little ones you’ll know all too well the next thought that ran through my head, which went something like this: Nooooo, not today. Not on a day when my kids are home with… Continue reading A sick day, a hair dryer, and thoughts on a life well lived
I’m a “just give me a rainy day, a blanket, and a good book” kind of girl. If there were a profession where the job description went something like “You must be able to lie under a tree and read for long periods of time” I would be in that interview room in a jiffy.… Continue reading The Escape
This weekend consisted of a road trip for one. For two entire days I was by myself. There were no dinners for me to prepare, no dishes to wash, no nap times to rush home for or little teeth to brush. There were also no bedtime cuddles or tickle fights or laughs shared over the supper… Continue reading The tug of war of a mother’s heart
Photo by Isaac Davis on Unsplash I wake one morning this week and drag my feet to the kitchen where the coffee is waiting to be poured. I plop down into the chair in the living room and open the Henri Nouwen book I’ve been rereading, Life of the Beloved. My husband looks up from… Continue reading A prayer for today
Things have been a little crazy around here lately. My boys are busy growing and with that comes a seemingly endless cycle of tantrums, outbursts of crying, yelling, fighting. There are many days I want to run away and hide from it all. There are many times I feel angry at this lot I’ve been… Continue reading Is God in this mess?