Motherhood Category
I See You
Posted on May 21, 2018 6 Comments
One of my greatest joys is cheering for my kids when they do something amazing. Amazing being a relative word, of course. It could be writing a lower case ‘g’ in the lines properly. Or swinging from the monkey bars. Or hopping around the room on one leg. Amazing can quite literally mean anything. Just […]
When God Closes a Door…
Posted on May 7, 2018 5 Comments
My kids always seem to know what they want. Milk. Snacks. A blanket. Socks. More snacks. And that’s just at bedtime. They’re pros at wanting stuff. It’s like they’re hard-wired to desire what they think will make them happy. Take it from my son. He’s only eight-months-old and can’t even speak yet, but he has […]
Ready for Church?
Posted on March 28, 2018 11 Comments
“Ready for church?” It’s a silly question, really, and to be honest, I’m not sure why I asked. I gaze upon my two small daughters as they shove pancakes into their mouths, the stringy syrup striping their pajamas. Cheeks puffed with pastries, they shake their heads. I run through the mental checklist: Clean the table. […]
What Is Parenthood, Really?
Posted on March 23, 2018 5 Comments
My son’s cry rattles me from sleep. I rub one eye and take a dreaded peek at the clock. 4:43 Sigh. Who needs alarms when they’ve got kids? Tossing back the covers, I shiver in the chilly, pre-dawn air. But this is it. No more covers. No more sleep. The baby’s awake. The day’s begun. […]
Better Than a Rubber Monkey
Posted on March 8, 2018 4 Comments
My infant son has a lot of toys. They’re not sparkling with newness, by any means. No, they are the leftovers—the survivors, really—of his two older sisters. All of them hold their own stories. My oldest daughter favored some, my second daughter preferred others. But all of them were abandoned after years of child growth […]
Raising Jerktoids
Posted on February 11, 2018 Leave a Comment
My daughter is a jerktoid. There, I said it. I know it’s harsh, but it’s true. She’s selfish, stubborn, and abrasive. She whines and shouts, emotion spilling uncontrollably down her face when things don’t go her way. Then she strikes me in the face when I don’t cave in to her antics. It’s like raising […]
A Little Short-Sighted
Posted on October 14, 2017 1 Comment
A few weeks ago, we took my son to the doctor for his first well-visit. After his near-death entrance into the world (which I talk about here), we held our breath while the doctor examined every crevice, every pore, scouring the kid for any signs of malfunction or injury. Doc flipped the baby over and […]
When Do You Rest?
Posted on February 22, 2017 Leave a Comment
“Is nap time over now?” my daughter asks for the fifteenth time in the same amount of minutes. “No, Marie. Go back to your room.” Casually (and oh-so-conveniently), she wanders through the play area on her way back to her room. “Can I take this car with me to my room?” “Having another toy in your room won’t […]
Will I Miss It?
Posted on December 1, 2016 1 Comment
For whatever reason, my husband and I decided it’d be a good idea to bring our toddlers to a professional basketball game. He works in the sports industry and I grew up with basketball in my blood. So what the heck? It’d be fun. Once we got our tickets, we found our seats and let […]
What “Because I Said So” Really Means
Posted on August 6, 2016 1 Comment
The first time I laid eyes on my daughter, she looked like a pea pod. She had only existed for 6 weeks inside my womb, and yet there she was, dangling from my uterine wall by her head. A vegetable-shaped person with a swooshing heartbeat. Since then, she has grown. Morphed, really. I mean now, […]
