There are some things about motherhood that you just can’t really understand until you have a child of your own. Sure, I received lots of very helpful advice from my friends with children and internet articles offer plenty of very … Continue reading
Just two weeks after returning from the Steubenville Youth Conference (you can read more about that experience here), I had my second major event of the summer for work: Vacation Bible School. Since there was no wedding and honeymoon to … Continue reading
When I was pregnant with John, I assumed that he would be a perfect sleeper. I envisioned eleven-hour nights and multiple two-hour naps each day. I assumed that I would be able to lay him down in his crib while … Continue reading
Since the birth of John four months ago, I have developed a whole new appreciation for the monotonous. I’ve always loved routines and schedules, but the daily life of a mother brings it all to a whole new level. In … Continue reading
John is nearly four months old now; he is no longer considered a “newborn.” If he was drinking regular formula, he would have graduated from the newborn variety to the infant form last month. Andrew and I are attempting the … Continue reading
One year ago today, Andrew and I were preparing to be married. One year later, we are celebrating our anniversary at home with our three month old baby boy, our tiny adorable tyrant who demands so much of our time … Continue reading
Last Sunday was my first Mother’s Day, and I must admit that it was a bit of a learning experience. In the weeks leading up to the holiday, I was repeatedly asked if I had any requests for a Mother’s … Continue reading
There have been quite a few traveling milestones since the birth of John two months ago, some of which I was prepared for and some of which came as a surprise. I still remember distinctly our trip home from the … Continue reading
Last night, as I stood over the stove and stirred ravioli, I was struck by the normalcy of my actions. Just eight weeks prior, it would have been completely normal. Before John was born, I cooked most nights, while Andrew … Continue reading
Day 1: An Hourly Log of My First Day Back to Work 7AM: My alarm clock blares, a sound I have not heard in six weeks. I have been asleep for only twenty minutes since John woke me up because … Continue reading
Love in the Little Things 