Before having my first child, I read everything I could on labor and the birthing process. I practiced my breathing techniques. I had a music playlist to keep me focused and an oil diffuser to keep me calm. I was ready. Or so I thought. Continue reading “Hurts So Good: Pushing Through The Pain”
In the spirit of the pre-season holidays (aka Christmas in July), I have a confession to make: I’m a Dickens nightmare.
Continue reading “The Gift You’ll Never Regret Giving”
If you’ve ever looked at an Army soldier’s uniform, you may have noticed that the American flag patch worn on the right arm sleeve is facing backwards. The stars are in the upper right hand corner and the strips on the left.
On oddity for sure—until I learned the reason why. Continue reading “Freedom Runs Forward”
Feeling tired already? Me too. In fact, I’m pretty sure I have this T-shirt in five different colors—one for every day of the week. But take heart, friends. When you dig deep, there’s something good waiting for you on the other side.
And let us not lose heart and grow weary and faint in acting nobly and doing right, for in due time and at the appointed season we shall reap, if we do not loosen and relax our courage and faint. – Galatians 6:9 (AMPC)
So keep pushing. Keep moving. Keep up the good work. In doing good, your efforts will never be in vain.
Hotdogs. Pool time. Four-day weekend. This is what Memorial Day weekend is all about, right? Depends on who you ask. Continue reading “Memorial Day: What Are We Really Celebrating?”
In the third grade, I was a sassy little know-it-all. I flaunted my intellectual prowess over the other students like a lord over his plebeians. I honestly don’t think I meant to be so elitist, I just hadn’t learned to reign in my enthusiasm. But there was one girl—let’s call her Tonya—who was about to call me out on it. Continue reading “The Power Behind Your Words”
First, let me set the record straight. I’m not here to give any parenting advice. In fact, I welcome advice from those seasoned in the field. With a 20-month-old daughter and a baby boy still hibernating in my belly, I’m still very much a rookie mom—with the only major dramas in my life to date being blowout diapers, spit up and the occasional tantrum.
But I do have something to say about mothers. I had an amazing mom. I am a mom. I have friends who are moms. But none of that qualifies me to be a mom.
Continue reading “Five Qualities Every Mom Should Have”