Housekeeping notes from a sabbatical
I’m just going to go ahead and assume we’d be mutually bored to tears by the explanations and equivocations I could give you for why it’s been 4 months since I last laid finger to keyboard and…
Some thoughts on body image during pregnancy and postpartum, and the ego-shattering expense of motherhood
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times… Seriously, though, it was the worst of times for about the last 3 weeks of Benedict’s pregnancy, which seemed to stretch interminably out over major…
Want to become an awesome reader? Do these 5 things
I received a flurry of comments, emails, and DMs after the year-end book list I published in late December. There were plenty of thanks for the recommendations, but there were even more incredulous queries along the lines…
Evangelizing with your story
I tend to lean pretty far in the self disclosing direction when I share here on the blog. I’ve pulled back a little bit as the kids have gotten older as far as the specifics I share…
What my 5 kids taught me in 2018 {part 2}
Continued from yesterday. Read part 1 here. 3. Accept people for who they actually are One of our kids has struggled heroically this year with emotional regulation. I can say heroic now because I recognize the delicate…
What my 5 kids taught me in 2018 (I should have taken better notes)
Another retrospective New Year’s post, just what the internet needs! For your enjoyment I think I’ll break it into two installments since said internet has destroyed our collective attention span. You’re welcome. I sighed this morning, as…
The PG-rated book list you’ve been waiting for {what I read in 2018}
I started this post in November soooooo things are just swimming along for us as we round the bases to close out 2018. Here’s the recap: Christmas: we missed it. Bird flu, we have it. Norovirus: we…
Consolations and Desolations of 2018
The other night we did something pretty remarkable with a group of friends at a Christmas party. Wedged in right between the overconsumption of some terrible red wine and a white elephant gift exchange, one of the…
Luke is a verb
Lately I’ve been taking a little journey back to the period called “inexperienced motherhood.” It usually happens in Trader Joe’s or somewhere else in public, where I’ll look down next to my cart and see that someone…
The cost of having kids
Let’s start by stating the obvious: finances are pretty personal, and as such, everybody’s circumstances are going to look a little different. What seems like an insane amount of risk/exposure looks like daily life for another family.…