promised land pursuit
My husband and I were exercising in our home gym while our daughter napped one Sunday afternoon. And as I finished up my post-workout stretches, I suddenly found myself with tears rolling down my...
Tagged: motherhood
5 tips for fostering your marriage in motherhood
I’ll never forget our first date. Clay had me create a playlist, and we walked down the 3rd Street Promenade listening to it. He slipped his hand into mine for the very first time....
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...
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...
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...
Noelle’s first three months film
Reflecting on Noelle’s first year, I was inspired to create this video capturing her first three months. I can’t believe how quickly she has grown. The milestones come one right after another. Life is...
3 tools that saved me as a new mom
Becoming a mom is a great joy. But becoming a mom is a whole new world of unknowns and uncharted territory. It can be a lot to figure out how to: *care for a...
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 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...
