I woke up at 5 heavy-hearted and uncomfortable in my bed. I prayed, cruised Facebook for a while, made a mental checklist for today, prayed some more and finally dozed back off at 6. We all slept until almost 8 this morning, and I felt pretty grateful for that. Marilee woke up all fluffy haired,
Category: Family
Confessions
I thought I’d do a little bit of everything sort of post. All I can promise is that it will be truthful…and maybe a little sloppy. Read at your own risk. 1. There are so many things about motherhood I am deeply moved by – desperately in love with. Like watching Adelle’s heart unfold in
The Truth About Being a Pastor’s Wife: When Sharing Is Hard
I have grown into this pastor’s wife gig. I recently heard another pastor’s wife say, “I just worry about being me and nothing else.” I felt like that was really good advice, and I think that I am coming much closer to having that sort of attitude. I don’t notice the loneliness like I used
Wine: Part 2
It’s Monday morning, and I’m already tired. The laundry has piled upon me. The floors are sprinkled with sticky spots. The refrigerator is all but empty. There’s a pile of receipts staring at me from the corner of my desk with Josh’s voice…they’re telling me I really have to get them categorized in Mint. And
Wine
Welp, I’m pregnant again. I’m almost 11 weeks – due August 1st, which means I’ll probably be induced on August 8th…because that’s the way I seem to roll. You know – we’re just going to do them all within a month of each other. Adelle will be 5 in July, Baby B will arrive, and
Lately and that Corn Chowder Recipe
Today we are having a “lazy day”. Apparently I label days, and Adelle has come to know their names. Last night she said, “Mommy, when are we going to have a lazy day?” It’s been sorta chaotic around here – girlfriend knew we were due one. So far there’s been bed playing, book reading, and Alice
Motherhood is just…motherhood.
This weekend I had the privilege of sitting down with some older, much wiser ladies. With one, in particular, I was sharing my struggles, my thoughts, my dreams – and I said something about successful motherhood being an either or sort of thing in the Christian arena – about there tending to be a stigma
Painted Pumpkins and Buttermilk Pie
Right before we left for D.C, we decided to paint our pumpkins. I don’t love the carving process, so we paint. And while we were painting, Marilee was climbing the stairs and grabbing for our paintbrushes over and over again. Until Josh finished and could do this with her… She also has finally
A God Who Makes Room: Part 1
I went to the meeting. The announcement had stirred me – not many things stir me like that, you know? The way your heart leaps and your soul leans in because you know what they’re saying matters. So I asked my man if he’d like to go with me to the interest meeting. He was
Green Beans and Cold Spaghetti
We sit across the table over plates of green beans and cold spaghetti. Yes, it’s kind of weird but weekend food is just kind of weird around here. Marilee screams loudly and bangs on the French doors while she smudges her spitty cheeks all over the glass panes. She’s watching her sister play hard with