I am a homemaker. When I fill out paperwork for the dentist, the pediatrician, or our kids’ school program, that’s what I write on the line that asks for “Mother’s Profession.” I am a homemaker. I am making our house … Continue reading
My parents have an old photo of them lounging with us kids in the backyard. It’s one of many from our childhood. We’re babies in the photo, but my parents look like babies, too. They’re just so young and carefree. … Continue reading
Our family lives in a very weird part of America. Unlike the majority of families in our country with their 1.9 children, it’s not uncommon to see minivans unloading anywhere between four and seven kids at our local parks. Some … Continue reading
I never thought I would be done having kids after just two. Never. I also never thought I might be done having kids at 32. Thirty-two is just so young. I should have at least a few more child-bearing years … Continue reading
You cried when I dropped you off at your gymnastics class this afternoon. You’ve been going for more than a year now, but you always look like you’re on the verge of breaking down when I leave you there. It’s … Continue reading
My first child was a honeymoon baby. There was no work involved in getting our son, just a little bit of prayer. Even our daughter didn’t require much work, just a few months of charting, a handful of negative pregnancy … Continue reading
It took me two and a half years to settle into my role as mama. It happened on August 6, 2018, at 1:14 p.m. It was the moment my second child was born. Right as I knew my life as … Continue reading
I thought I was OK with mental illness and the need for therapy. I’ve been open about my own struggles with an eating disorder and postpartum anxiety. I’ve encouraged other women to seek counseling, and I openly acknowledged the fact … Continue reading
My son has a children’s Bible we read on a semi-daily basis. It’s one of those books filled with common Bible stories accompanied by illustrations. My son loves it, and I love sharing my faith with him. Becoming a mother … Continue reading
Love in the Little Things 