No. That title is not a typo. It’s 9:45 Sunday night. I’m sitting in my bed on my laptop with something mindless playing on the TV. I’m currently writing research for work while prepping Google Drive files for week two of my children’s’ home instruction. I haven’t left my home or immediate neighborhood in 8 … Continue reading SMonday
I'm doing a good job. There, I said it. I think moms today have a real hard time saying this phrase. Maybe it's because it feels like we're bragging. I get that. But I also think it's because it feels like you can't ever really be sure when it comes to motherhood if you're actually … Continue reading I’m Doing a Good Job
I got home from a week-long trip to San Francisco tonight. The weather in California was absolutely beautiful, but a Sunday to Thursday trip was outside my standard two night travel maximum, and by the end of the trip I was really ready to get home. (But check out this VIEW!) When my car pulled … Continue reading Best Welcome Home Ever
“What would you like to eat dear?” the waitress asked. “Pancakes and eggs please,” my 6-year old daughter replied. “And you?” she asked, looking at my son. “Yes ma’am. The same, with apple juice please.” “Oh my goodness, your manners! What sweet kiddos you are!” This conversation is a regular occurrence at restaurants with my … Continue reading The Fear of Kindness
I’m having a homesick week. The kind of homesick where you feel it in your bones and every cell of your being craves the comfort of the known. The familiar. The expected. Truth is, I’m homesick for my life. I miss my office and coworkers and being able to talk to them about problems and … Continue reading Broken
It’s 6 a.m. and I’m sitting in a comfy seat 30,000 feet above the earth. This is the second day in a row that I’m already in the air before most people’s feet touch the floor. While the sound of my alarm at 3 a.m. feels a bit like a cruel joke, being in the … Continue reading I Don’t Want To Remember
We're on week two in our new home. We're still living in a sea of boxes, getting lost every time we leave the house, with our days looking something like this: Being the new family in a new town has proven to be a different experience than I expected. I've found myself to be in observation mode, … Continue reading #PutItDown
We were at a zoo recently, gazing at a field of hot and seemingly unimpressed leopards. My son got all excited and yelled, "Mom!! Those are the ones from our Bible story!" I had no idea what he was talking about. "Which one do you mean, buddy?" "The ten leopards! With itchy spots! Wonder which one went back … Continue reading Be The One Who Goes Back
I love words. I feel about tag lines and quotes the same way some people feel about chocolate, sports teams and Breaking Bad. I can still remember certain tag lines and jingles from campaigns that aired back when I was just 5 or 6 years old. Heck, I still sing them regularly just to watch my husband roll his … Continue reading I Can Do Hard Things
After my hats entry was posted both here and on The Ruffled Mango, I received a lot of questions about one of my life hacks that I call SPS (Sunday Planning Sessions). These are something I developed over the years to help our weeks feel a little more intentional and a little less, um, "deer-in-headlights" if you … Continue reading Sunday Planning Sessions
A Job and A Prayer 