Once upon a time, I was a good mommy. I played and played and played with little A. We went to the park and the library and the mall and Chick-fil-a until we oozed fun and togetherness. There was no one cooler or more wonderful than me in those blue-green eyes of hers. Then I
Category: The Way
Undone
A thing happened this morning. My three year old didn’t feel brave. She did not want to walk straight into her class, scoop up a plastic baby, and start organizing her peers. She wanted to hold Mommy’s hand for just a little bit longer. Today, I let her. We walked down the hall and talked
A Gift of Tenderness
Here’s the truth – I have something I’m dying to tell you about – a thing God is doing in my heart that makes me deeply and entirely excited. I got up at 6 am ready to take full advantage of the presence of The Hunk’s laptop [because our computer is busted…again] – to fill
Not letting go
Last Tuesday, I allowed them to dope me up again, put me to sleep, and cut into me. Is that unnerving to anyone else? I think it’s the lack of control I have that bothers me so much. We know about me and control, right? But, I came through it. They took my gallbladder out
Truth Unaltered Challenge
It’s a middle of the afternoon third cup of coffee kind of day. Not that it’s a bad day…totally not bad at all. Actually, it’s gone pretty well. It’s just that, well, tomorrow my gallbladder and I will part ways forever. Read: I can’t have any more caffeine for a lot of days so
There are days.
There are days when I’m pretty sure I’m on top of the world. Yesterday I woke up and had a rich, heart changing encounter with the Lord. I taught Adelle a Bible verse at breakfast. She repeated it to me periodically throughout the day. I followed our daily schedule and completed almost all of my
The Truth about Being a Stay at Home Mom: Sometimes I’d Really Love to Go to Work
We were sitting at our beat up kitchen table munching on PB&J’s and Goldfish around noon on an entirely average day. Miss Magnificent was filling the room with her word quota for the hour when she said, “Mommy, I want to be a teacher when I grow up.” This was not news to me –
The Truth about Being a Stay at Home Mom: Because We’re Guhls!
They bounced merrily down the hall, bumping into each other and giggling wildly. I watched, sharing in a little bit of their uninhibited happiness, as my pint-sized three year old looked at her two friends and laugh-spoke, “Hey! Wets hold hands!” Without a moment’s hesitation, the all grabbed hold of each other and continued to
Same song, thirty-third verse.
Mostly I live my days wrapped up in the comings and goings of my little family. We eat our breakfast and laugh at our silliness; we do the laundry and snuggle at nap time; we make crafts and watch TV and cook dinner; we squeal when Daddy gets home and rest quietly after 8 pm.
So over it.
Yesterday, after the fit throwing post, I picked Adelle up from class and we stopped in Josh’s office. He mentioned the blog post and chuckled. I said something about there still being dishes in the sink and cried. This prompted and immediate declaration, on his part, that Mommy was taking a night off. The rules,