5 practices to help your marriage thrive

Divorce is not even a word in Clay’s and my marriage vocabulary. And yet I don’t just want a marriage that survives; I want a marriage that thrives. I have a lot of growth...

chocolatey crunch detox smoothie

Chocolate and detox in the same recipe title? You better believe it! This smoothie tastes like a chocolate milkshake and is full of only healthy ingredients. There’s no better time than a new year...

from tragedy to hope

Dang This Is Us—it gets me every time. But this time, specifically with the plot line of a pregnancy with twins. It’s really tough to watch. I think of those twins we lost. My...

from overachiever to overwhelmed by God’s love

I’m a recovering overachiever. My whole life I have, for some reason, thought I had to earn, prove, and produce. (Of course this was unconscious.) I’ve believed the lie that I have to earn...

do justice, love mercy, walk humbly

I don’t need to tell you we are in a dark time. You don’t need reminding our world is a dark place. In these days surrounding an election with two less-than-perfect options, following a...

not right now

// on giving others time to grieve // Our miscarriage was the deepest, darkest place of grief I have ever known. There were people who wanted to “help me along” in my grieving, to...

Give It a Day

We’re in quite a different place than we were last October (see below!) Baby girl’s walking and talking, not spitting up and blowing out. We often only see the highlight photos of motherhood on...

30-year-old virgin

I was a 30-year-old virgin on my wedding day. It’s a fact the world would tell me to hide, but it’s a truth I long to proclaim–not in pride for my purity, but to...

7 things that helped me through my miscarriage

This was my first and only baby bump photo. The quality isn’t great. It’s pixelated. And yet it’s a special photo for me. October 15 is National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day, and...

on weaning

Well, she’s weaned. Just like that. We dropped a feeding a week, and gave this last one a bit longer since it was Daddy’s birthday. But it’s done. It’s bittersweet. I’ve cried buckets of...