Category: mama life

little fingers

Her little fingers wrap ever so gently around mine.⠀ I inhale deeply and exhale as a wave of euphoria flows through my body.⠀ These moments—these still moments in the darkness of early morning, the...

the prayers He didn’t answer

“And when God finally reveals His strange and mysterious ways, it will drop us to our knees in worship. We will thank Him for the prayers He did answer. We’ll also thank Him for...

the one thing I hope she always knows.

Noelle.⠀ Mama. My first nickname for you.⠀ Noellie Ellie.⠀ My warrioress.⠀ My little monkey.⠀ No No.⠀ My squishy baby.⠀ Pookie Bear. Pook. My Pook.⠀ My sweet girl. ⠀ My little bambino.⠀ Of all the...

on God’s love for us

I learn a lot about God’s love through her. She hasn’t accomplished anything for me, and yet I love her deeply. She hasn’t proven anything to me, and yet I am so proud. I...

the holy work of motherhood

As I held her in the early hours of the morning, I thought to myself, “This is holy work.” I laid her down. She stirred and fussed. So I picked her back up and...

a call to gratitude

One year ago today we sat around the table, and I struggled to answer that question, “What are you thankful for?” I knew there was an endless list of things I could say, but...

our rainbow baby

I began writing this post months ago… . . . Ours is a small flicker of reflection of the greatest Redemption Story ever told. I love that I continue to find myself within the...

what beautiful things I’ve seen

It is the song that plays through our engagement video. And it’s the song that’s been running through my head lately as I revel in life with this little miracle.⠀ 10 weeks: The day...

remembering my future

Yesterday we took Noelle to church for the very first time. And our pastor preached on Colossians 1:11-14 which begins: “May you be made strong with all the strength that comes from his glorious...

in the wake of a breakdown

I wrote this post last Sunday… This morning as I nursed her, in the rocking chair in her nursery, in the dim light of the morning sun, her little fingers wrapped around my thumb...