A Scratch on the Face and a Full Heart

Mark and I always rock in the glider for a few minutes before he goes down for his naps. Sometimes, when he is really tired, he will nuzzle up into my arm, immediately close his eyes and then reach his... Continue reading →

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 →

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 →

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 →