I haven’t been sleeping well lately. Even with a toddler lying between us in bed, I can sleep as hard as a rock until I wake up to nurse him back to sleep. But lately with pregnancy taking over more and more parts of my body, my mind races at two in the morning and … Continue reading »
Inspired.
Thursday evening I took my last Zofran and realized that Friday at noon might be a rough round. I very slowly ate my leftover Subway sandwich and hoped that it wouldn’t come back up to visit in an hour. We had an appointment with my hematologist that afternoon and I didn’t want to spend 20 minutes … Continue reading »
Lent, Eliot and Skyfall
I’ve been praying since Wednesday about what to give up for Lent. I’ve come to the conclusion, through the kindness of God and by His loving discipline, that I need to give up myself. My mind, my emotions and worries–all those things that seem to be amplified during this progesterone-filled season. I need to have … Continue reading »
Peace, Hope and a Cleaner Home
I’ve been pregnant for about 12 weeks now. Just as it was last time, my days are covered with nausea and exhaustion, and it takes my whole being to refocus my thoughts to Hope and Peace. Last Saturday, Hope and Peace came to our home for a few hours. They looked like a few of … Continue reading »
Let Loose and Dance, Mom
You can be sure that in this house, when mom’s stressed, everyone else is, too. Paper’s due tomorrow, the dishes are piled high, and there’s not enough coffee to fill my thirsty throat. I still can’t find the right person to interview for that project, and Charlie is getting his brown doggy hair all over … Continue reading »
Lessons in Ears and Hearts: Eliot & Music
Eliot loves to dance. Our range of music is wide, and includes most everything except techno and country, and anything GaGa. He sways to Frank Sinatra and Harry Connick, Jr. He headbangs to Modest Mouse, Lecrae, and John Mark McMillan. And he shakes his little booty to the sounds of his dad’s favorites, Ben Howard … Continue reading »
The Journey of Song
“I want to be a compassionate soul, finding worth and beauty in the worlds around me and within me, attempting to sing a transcendent tune with my temporal position in this life.” -Jon Foreman The Legacy My dad was in a rock band in high school. He continued to play well into adulthood, … Continue reading »
Lessons on Chick Flicks: optimism and obedience
Eliot and I took a trip to the public library this morning– one of our favorite outings. After an uninterested 30 minutes of Baby Bookworm, we wrestled our way quickly out the door and to the movie aisle. The goal: to find a Christmas movie, particularly a cheesy Hallmark one that brings out the warm … Continue reading »
A Honeymoon Lesson: A Naked Beginning
What I managed to crank out for our first Essay assignment in Creative Writing: Nonfiction. Hope you enjoy. We woke up Sunday morning in our home on Nashville Street. We were married the night before, and our life together was about to begin. I wanted to open the presents so badly I could hardly stand … Continue reading »
Birthing Dreams
Throw a blanket over me. You, with the overarching assumptions and created hate. There is mockery and broken-record talk on your lips. So throw your blanket over me. I am under it with the OTHER, the THEMS, the THEYS, who protest in the streets like oppressed people would– because they are. And you are acting … Continue reading »
