As a parent, we’ve all felt inadequate at some point in time. We muddle along in a half daze improvising and making due with what we know and have learned along the way. Sometimes it feels as if we are making a bigger mess of things because there is no prescribed way of parenting to…
I can still see him now. He is walking towards me. His eyes are smiling straight through to my heart, sending my stomach in a kind of butterfly somersault medley. Standing outside my apartment door, I return a smile full of excitement and anticipation. It was at that moment, and a million others since, I…
I have a love-hate relationship with the school year. I love the daily rhythm, structure, and deadlines it brings and hate the busy-ness, struggles with homework, and gross school lunches Elle insists on eating. But summer… My relationship status with summer is best described as “it’s complicated.”
Our family’s story of infertility has taught us to be grateful even when life is overwhelming and discouraging.
As we raise our voice and share our experiences, we can help each other learn and grow from the pain and find the strength to keep putting one foot in front of the other.
Even when I was up to my elbows in diapers, laundry, and crying babies, I knew time was precious and I needed to treasure each moment.
The good Samaritan did not stop to consider how the man got himself into his predicament, nor did he assume he was suffering because of his own foolish decisions. He was kind simply because it mattered.
It seems like pure madness to think about wedding planning at the first of the year, but about this time last year, our oldest daughter got engaged. I learned a few tidbits of wisdom that I wish I had known from the get go. So, for all you parents that have a daughter’s wedding on the horizon – this one is for you.