Category: sharing my heart
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seeking to bloom
Life now feels simple most days, but this hasn’t always been the case. In this, it’s easy for me to recognize that we currently in a time of abundance. We love our home, our little family is healthy and strong, we have more than we need to live well, and our marriage is solid. This…
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what did you do today?
“What did you do today, daddy?” This is my preschooler’s favorite way to start conversation at the dinner table. She hasn’t seen daddy all day. She wants to know what she missed. Her little world is pure and simple, lined with stickers and colorful necklaces, but still constantly changing. She cherishes the potential for adventure…
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i know i will miss this
So much of what I thought about being a mom before I was a mom turned out to be false. For example, before I had kids, I didn’t know a particular cliché would stir up so much confusion and doubt for me. In fact, I thought it would be easy to graciously accept this reminder,…
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guard your heart
My favorite part of the day is the early morning. As much as I can, I try to get up before the rest of my family. I usually like to get in a run, I’m crazy like that. Sometimes I make coffee, sometimes I read, sometimes I shower, sometimes I just sit. I relish the…
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tiny shoes to fill
It was the summer of 2013, and the mood in our apartment was light and celebratory. My first pregnancy had made it to 14 weeks, and Jon and I were certain we were “in the clear.” In an attempt to shield our family and friends from any pain a miscarriage would bring, we hadn’t yet…
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you are a really great mom
You’re a really great mom. Does it feel like bragging? Don’t let it; it’s the truth. If you look at motherhood from 5,000 feet, it doesn’t usually match that perfect Pinterest board you likely haven’t touched since you went into labor. You’ve assumed a role for which there is no real training. The books are…
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gracie turns 3
I can’t believe you are a 3-year-old…a “three-nager” as they say. I think 3 is the age I had feared, because I heard so much about the challenges of your newfound independence. And yet, here we are…and yes, you can be challenging; but oh my goodness, can you ever be sweet. You are learning and…
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the same way
I am a person of habit. In the same way I relish my routine, when I find time for a walk or a run…I often find myself on the same route. The same roads, the same houses, the same turns: what is it about that route that is so soothing to me? When we moved…
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our new rainbow
Around June of last year, I started to feel ready again. Whenever the decision is made to open up your heart again to great love, and potentially great loss, it brings about the cautious optimism that often accompanies “We’re trying again.” My heart was ready in June, and our newest rainbow baby was ready in…
my western nest 