The Strength of a Mother

Mark began the week abruptly with a messy diaper, wet pajamas, and a full-blown tantrum. I sat straight up in bed rubbing the sleep off my eyes as I stared at the clock. Of course he wanted to wake up...

The Art of Appreciation

The other day, I left Mark sitting in his little chair in front of the couch and walked into the kitchen to throw something away. When I turned around, he was sitting on the couch. We officially have a climber!...

You Are So Loved

Dear Mark, I’ve never cared much for Valentine’s Day. It has always seemed like a made up “holiday.” Admittedly, it is a nice excuse to get dressed up and go out for a fancy dinner, but until last year, it...

Grocery Store Woes

This blog entry was actually written almost two weeks ago.  I know that this may be surprising, but I haven’t had a chance to post it until this evening. :) Dear Mark, I’d like to tell you about your very...

A Mother’s Day Kick

On Tuesday, Matt and I sat on the coach with huge grins on our faces as we felt the baby eagerly kick. A small piece of my heart began to once again glow with happiness. Sometimes when women become pregnant...