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...
Tagged: faith
on single-tasking
It seems as if everyone’s all about multi-tasking. These days I find myself drawn to single-tasking. Don’t get me wrong—I’ve spent plenty of my days more-than-multi-tasking. But it really hasn’t served me well. It...
called in an uncertain time
I don’t know if you noticed right away, but my eyes are stained with tears in this photo. And yet there is genuine joy behind this smile. I was tired. It was April 12,...
3 ways I’ve nurtured my marriage in early motherhood
How do you nurture your marriage in the thick of the early stages of motherhood? It’s a question I was asked last week in my Mom Mentor interview with Lisa Hamel. My first response...
the testing of our faith
I’ll never forget the feeling when the doctor came back into the room with the positive test results. “Mono, mono,” she said as my high school mind wondered about the implications. I’d later get...
the marathon of motherhood
// and the six words we really need to hear // My first article for Mom Mentor is up! It’s all about how God meets us in and carries us through our weakness, shortcomings,...
woman of many roles
#womensupportingwomen: As I contemplated this Instagram movement, I heard a whisper: “Deborah.” And as I settled into the rocking chair on our patio with my coffee, a blanket, and my Bible, I was inspired...
a letter to my daughter for when she becomes a mother
It will be hard, but it will be the greatest thing you’ve ever done. It will get dark, but there will be infinitely more moments of incredible light. And awe. And wonder. And joy....
their first birthday
Clay awoke, came to sit beside me. I told him today was their due date, that they should be one. I didn’t expect the tears to flood the way they did.⠀⠀ We talked about...
10 lessons I learned from grief
I snapped this photo on a jog, weeks after my miscarriage when a sudden wave of guttural sadness washed over me. The loss of those two babies was the single deepest, darkest place of...
