"The first time I fell in love with my husband I was nineteen years old.
The second time I was thirty four ..."
Did you know I was at Prodigal Magazine yesterday? You can read the rest of "How I Stayed Married" here.
how I stayed married
Saturday, August 31, 2013
it's okay to let your kids struggle (and why i am so terrible at it)
Monday, August 26, 2013
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photo by my very talented friend Jesse |
Then, I hear a cry behind me. "My bike's broken! I can't ride it! I need help!!"
for the days when you'd rather hide backstage
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
The baby is screaming, the toddler is in the almost-but-not-yet stage of potty training, and one of the big boys has a cold with the snotty attitude to prove it. Some mornings I long for a stunt double.
A nanny, a tutor, a housekeeper ... anyone willing to step in for the impossible, disgusting, and dangerous parts of my life, while I drink coffee backstage. To un-goop floors, enforce the media restriction, soothe the fussy baby, wipe the runny noses. I want someone to show up and make being a mom easier. I'll take over again when life gets to the good part.
The problem is, I suspect this is the good part.
A nanny, a tutor, a housekeeper ... anyone willing to step in for the impossible, disgusting, and dangerous parts of my life, while I drink coffee backstage. To un-goop floors, enforce the media restriction, soothe the fussy baby, wipe the runny noses. I want someone to show up and make being a mom easier. I'll take over again when life gets to the good part.
The problem is, I suspect this is the good part.
why i'm giving up on God's will
Thursday, August 15, 2013
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photo by my talented friend Jesse |
Kind of like searching for God's will.
what's inspiring me, vol 2.
Sunday, August 11, 2013

7 quick takes: homeschool freakout edition
Friday, August 9, 2013
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Choosing a college, planning a wedding, breast versus bottle feeding, buying a house ... They've got nothing on choosing a homeschool curriculum.
The truth? The world of homeschooling completely overwhelms me. So I did what I always do when I get overwhelmed; I ignored it, focusing on fun projects instead, and hoped the answer would magically appear on my doorstep. To a certain degree it did. We moved into a community with so many more resources and options than I ever had in the South. I signed up for a Classical co-op at the beginning of the summer, and didn't think about it again until this week. As I started to actually prepare for our school year, however, I realized this program would be perfect for one of my school-aged children ... and disastrous for the other.
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Spiderman ponders this problem. |
how {not} to measure success
Sunday, August 4, 2013
So much to do before school starts. I'll write it down, work through my list. This is what responsible people do, right?
But that stupid list sabotaged my weekend.
When my husband meandered through a guitar shop, he cut into my time to work on my list.
When someone requested another snack, they were holding me back.
When the baby just. wouldn't. sleep., he interrupted my plans.
All day I snatched and snapped. My family was in my way.
I forgot the first rule of mothering:
Growing people is my job.
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