I’ve come to realize that my children have been the greatest teachers in my life. My degrees are in education, so it is only natural for me to teach my two year old to sort her gummy bears by color . . .
The calendar turned to a new year. December faded beautifully away. Only to welcome the bitter cold, January mornings when the light slips through the clouds to find it’s way through my living room . . .
You're not that tiny newborn anymore. You love your blankie and that paci. You are always dragging something around. Most of the time it's that blankie, but you really like that little dog that sings . . .
The majority of my childhood was spent striving. I tried really hard to be the best at everything. If I made good grades, there was a chance I would get approval. If I led this or was the best at . . .
Hey Mama, lean in close. I have to remind you of something… You know how you’re mothering all day long? Like there is no break, ever. And sometimes when you have little babies, or babies that are . . .
I have a lot of best friends. People make fun of me in conversations because I always mention a best friend. I heard someone speaking years ago about using the words “best friend” with great . . .
“For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the . . .
My children have really bad eczema. My daughter’s used to get so bad in the winter sometimes she would just be absolutely miserable. I tried every type of cream, lotion, and steroid. I took her . . .
I want my children to grow up knowing their stories. Although I don't want adoption to define them, because really, they are just my children, it's pretty obvious when we walk into Chick-Fil-A and . . .
Our morning had been interrupted numerous times by frequent stays in time-out. Partly from the late bedtime the night before, but mostly because I am parenting a two year old sinner. I had just . . .