On Sunday morning I stayed in bed a little longer and lingered over God's word. I took advantage of John's offer. We'd lost an hour of sleep due to Daylight Savings Time and I was a big groggy. I know there are a lot of people who dislike Daylight Savings Time, but I love it (aside from loosing an hour of sleep). I love that it's still light out at 8:30 p.m. I love that Jackson can run and play up until bath time. It's essential that the kid get all his energy out and it's much easier Continue Reading
We’ve Been Entrusted…
I recently finished Lysa Terkeurst's newest book The Best Yes: Making Wise Decisions in the Midst of Endless Demands. While it wasn't one of my favorite books, there was one sentence that made me stop dead in my tracks. And I can't get the words out of my mind. Lysa writes, let this unexpected happening point to your strength, not your weakness. Maybe you've been entrusted with this. Not cursed with it. The word entrusted was like a neon sign. I saw our Apraxia journey in a Continue Reading
To The Mamas At Chick-Fil-A
To The Two Mamas At Chick-Fil-A - To the one I judged. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not biting my tongue and taking a moment to see past your son's behavior. I'm sorry I raised my voice when he pushed my son around. As soon as we left that day I knew I was wrong. I asked for forgiveness and prayed for you. Mamas face a lot of messes. If I were to see you face-to-face, I'd admit I was wrong. Because the tables have now been turned and I'm the mom being judged. To the mom Continue Reading
Why I ate Chicken Spaghetti in the Bathtub
I ate my lunch in the bathtub yesterday. A big bowl of the best comfort food ever. And I was in need of comfort. While Jackson napped, I ate chicken spaghetti and soaked. I needed a timeout. A timeout from snow days. A timeout from motherhood. A timeout from the tantrum I'd just had in front of my three-year-old. I was sick of being cooped up in the house. I could not handle watching Alvin and the Chipmunks for the 5,624 time. I was tired of cleaning up messes only Continue Reading
A Children’s Book Is Born…
I've wanted to write a children's book for as long as I can remember. I even have a partial draft of one scribbled out on a piece of yellow legal paper. It's currently buried beneath books in the drawer of my bedside table. I've considered writing a children's book on adoption - but there are a lot of those. The reason I have yet to write a children's book is because there just hasn't been an idea that's captivated me - until last week. Jackson and I were driving home from speech Continue Reading