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: hope
to the mom who’s miscarried
It was that movie moment—the moment we were going to see our baby for the first time. Clay held my hand as we stared expectantly at the sonogram screen. It had been a whirlwind...
stronger than you think you are
Less than 3%. That’s how many women can get through childbirth without an epidural. (Or at least that’s what the nurse told me.) She said, “You just did what less than 3% of women...
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...
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...
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,...
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,...
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...
