Last month my youngest son began day care, which means I now have two mornings entirely to myself. Each day, in those first moments after the front door shuts and a…
For the last few weeks I have been a HOT MESS. I can’t get into the specifics of why, so I will leave it at this: I was feeling very burdened for a…
The day before he died, Martin Luther King Jr. predicted his own death. His haunting, prophetic words were delivered in the famous speech, I’ve Been to the Mountaintop, which ended…
A few weeks ago my son did something he had never done before. In our kitchen there are a few cabinet doors that are not yet baby-proofed. Of course, my…
Sooner or later, I knew this time would come. Ever since I began my doctoral studies, I have been warned–repeatedly–that everyone hits a wall. Everyone reaches that point when they…
Lately I’ve found it incredibly difficult to write, and there’s a reason for that: I’m tired. No, exhausted. I wish I could blame my fatigue on the spotty sleep schedules…
Last night I tossed and turned for hours. It was so strange–out of nowhere, I woke up with an overwhelming fear for my son’s safety. I was afraid that some…
It’s hard to believe that only 3 weeks ago I met a little boy who I already love so much. There are few relationships in life that can truly be…
This week I faced my first real speed bump as a mother-to-be. I failed my glucose test, which means I might have gestational diabetes. For some reason I took the…
This weekend Ike and I had dinner with some friends who had just seen Blue Like Jazz, the film adaptation of Donald Miller’s popular book. They both loved the movie…
