Last week, we found cicadas emerging from their exoskeletons. We’d seen the empty shells before, brittle and brown, still clinging to the tree bark. Each one split down the back and empty. But this time, we found them as they were bursting bright green through their shells. We watched as their wet wings unfurled. It … More Metamorphosis
Today, I’m grateful for repentance. Never in my life have I felt like I need it more. Adjusting to mothering three small people has been difficult. Honestly, there are some days that things go smoothly and I feel happy and confident in this role and I am able to role with the punches (sometimes literal … More Mother-of-Three
William is two months old today! And what a two months it’s been. Here is a little taste of the past eight weeks in our family: Muddy feet. And legs and hands and arms and faces. Clean baby toes kicking. Chocolate banana ice cream and other delicious meals from friends. (also, piggie tails!) Sunday walks … More In The Past Eight Weeks. . .
It was a beautiful day. Sun shone through the bright blue midwestern sky. The kids were in a good mood and we were exploring a new place. A beach no less! We trekked across the sand and found a place to put our towels. The kids went right to work digging in the sand and … More You’ll Have to Imagine
Uncertainty feels like a prickly thing–a spiny cactus. It feels threatening. Anticipation throws me into a spiral of what-ifs. In an attempt at control, I try to map each possible outcome, placing extra emphasis on the worst ones. It feels like grasping at the edge of a cliff, while rocks crumble between my fingertips. I have … More Embracing Uncertainty
Hello! He’s here! And we are deep in Newbornland with everything that implies: sweet soft baby skin, tiny baby snuggles, adorable older siblings, crying crying crying, diapers, what is sleep?, achy postpartum body, interrupted routines, nursing, meals from saintly friends, s-l-o-w life. It’s been overwhelming. We have three kids. THREE KIDS! It feels like a … More Greetings From Newbornland
Thoughts from the past few weeks. To this bouquet, picked and arranged by a certain three-year-old. To this sunflower, carefully tended by that same little boy. To this fluorescent sunrise.To these twinners quietly and methodically flipping through chapter books. To paradigm shifts and refocusing. To paying more attention and not worrying quite so much. To more … More These Weeks: An Ode