Has been pooped on. Puked on. Gets up in the middle of the night. Reads the same books over and over and over. Takes care of bath time, despite the toddler made tidal wave. Teaches his son to throw blocks into the fan. Get's up early on Saturday's so mama can sleep in. Shares his ice cream when he really doesn't want to. Cherishes after bath-time kisses. Gets up multiple times a night to turn on his music. Works hard to provide for his family. Today we celebrate Continue Reading

The past few days have been emotionally brutal. I had to turn the TV off. I pried myself away from the images of the tornado ravaged area just a few streets from where I live. The park where Jackson used to play is gone. I have felt numb. I have cried so many tears. I have felt sick to my stomach. Guilt has consumed me. How do you do normal day-to-day things when thousands of people may never know normal again? I went to throw a load of laundry in and I sobbed. I have clothes. I Continue Reading

More than half of my book is written. I've typed more than 30,000 words. But after receiving some feedback this week, I'm plagued with doubt. Do I really have what it takes to finish this book? Will anyone actually want to read it? I have questioned my ability as a writer. Maybe I'm not that great. My journalism background is reflected in almost everything I write. I tend to stick to facts and leave out emotion. Seems like the more emotion portrayed through your writing the better. So am I going Continue Reading

Last week I just didn't feel like blogging. We got stuck in St. Louis an extra day because of the snow storm (13 inches to be exact) and that kind of put a kink in the entire week. Did I mention Jackson didn't sleep worth a flip the entire time we were gone? When we got home, I had two days to get Jackson back on some sort of schedule, pack us up again, and head to Texas to visit my family. I had things to write about, but the thought of blogging wasn't appealing. I wanted to spend those Continue Reading

I couldn't resist taking Jackson to have his photo made with a real bunny, baby ducks, and chicks! I was a little nervous about how the photo shoot would go. He tends to grab our dog (after all, he's a boy!) and I didn't want him to torment the animals. I also prayed we'd make it through a photo shoot without crying. We got to our photographer's house and her son was sitting on the couch holding the bunny. Jackson spotted the furry friend and smiled SO big! He absolutely loved the animals and Continue Reading