Daddy cradled you in the crook of his arm, cuddling you to sleep with your camouflage dinosaur pajamas …
I am drowning-in laundry, dirty dishes, sleeplessness, and similarly–in negative self-talk that tells me I should be “further …
We cheerfully dusted our final batch of Christmas cookies with an array of colored sprinkles, pushing them into …
In the fall of 2012, our daughter told us of her dream. When asked to share specifics, she …
The moment she was born, I was born. I recall this moment where I was pushing- surrounded by …
Mother is tangled, anxious thoughts sucked to the chest, barely able to manage a full breath before running …
I stood in the back of a women’s conference session with six-month old baby (my first) on my …
The lights are out and I walk through the playroom where three of our six kids sleep. I …
I felt like an impostor. No one had ever called me “mom” before, and I had no swollen …
I’m surrounded by advice and well wishes, and pastel and glitter baby cards proclaiming obvious truths like, “It’s …