I have four wacky, zany children. They are 18, 13, 11 and 11, and share not a shred of DNA among them. I’m thankful for that. Perhaps I should explain. We spent eight years trying to get pregnant. We finally did. Emma, our oldest, was born on Christmas Eve after ten years of marriage…
I watch their little pudgy hands smack in excitement against the glass door. The two of them can hardly stand still, shifting their weight from foot to foot, as they wait for the big, yellow school bus that will be pulling up to our driveway. As the bus finally rumbles up the road, squeals of…
Opportunity is a theme of mine for 2012, so I thought I’d use the word as part of the A2Z meme this week. Opportunities Taken: Surrendering my angry, bitter, me-first self to Christ. Marrying my husband and enjoying his two children. Believing God for motherhood. Giving a tribute to my dad, the last conversation he…
This is a re-post from May 2011, the Saturday before Mother’s Day. Tomorrow can range in several scenarios. I remember as a kid riding down a country road seeing a woman pushing a lawnmower. She looked hot and tired and what I remember the most was who was watching—a man I guessed to be her…
This is a post I’ve tackled before but I’ve switched my blog server around enough that it’s something I thought I’d revisit. Earlier this month I confessed that I used to hate January 2nd. One year I had a $12,000 car accident while 10 weeks into a high risk pregnancy. Four years later, I learned…
Twice in a row! It must be a record. I’m excited to be able to participate in e-Mom’s Marriage Monday. Before I share her topic and my personal story, I think congratulations are in order. e-Mom is a grandma! I love her story and I’m with e-Mom, the timing of this precious birth isn’t a…