A Life in Boxes
This is the view from where I am sitting: It is strange to see your life in boxes, all tightly packed with everything that you own. Each box is filled memories. There is a box with a few small trinkets... Continue reading →
parenting
Stuck
I think about Isabelle a lot. Throughout the day, simple tasks naturally bring her to mind. Lately that has been happening even more than usual. As we approach our moving date, my heart has been much heavier and more unsettled.... Continue reading →
How He Loves Us
There is a lot of prayer involved in parenting. Please, God, let him fall back asleep because it is 3am, and I don’t want to get up again. Please, God, help him entertain himself for five minutes so I can... Continue reading →
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... Continue reading →
Deja Vu
This morning, I swayed around the room with Mark as he looked contently over my shoulder. I think he was so exhausted from the last two weeks that he was happy to just sit in my arms and look around... Continue reading →
Time Stood Still
Dear Mark, You are a good sleeper. Normally. However, last night at 3:30am, after a diaper blowout that resulted in new pajamas, you decided that you were awake. For a solid hour I rocked, swayed, and bounced all over the... Continue reading →
While He Sleeps
Believe it or not, I’ve written two blog posts in the last month that never made it to the publishing stage. Mark keeps me pretty busy most days, and I consider myself lucky on mornings afternoons that I get to... Continue reading →
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... Continue reading →
A Month of Thanks
It has been one solid month since that beautiful moment when I held Mark in my arms for the first time. One blurry, sleep-deprived, wonderful month! Life with a newborn is even more exhausting and unpredictable than people dare admit... Continue reading →
Surviving a Trigger Day
Upon sitting down in church this morning, a woman sitting near us turned to me and asked, “Did you have your baby?” I forced a smile as my heart raced and responded, “ Yes.” She congratulated me and I thanked... Continue reading →