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Motherhood: Year One

I'm a week late in writing this, but he was a week and a half late in getting here, and if I've learned anything in this process, it's that time works differently now. My sweet little boy is one year old! The last year has been the quickest and slowest year of my life. Some… Continue reading Motherhood: Year One

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In the belly of a fish.

We read Jonah's prayer this week in my Friday morning women's small group: "Then Jonah prayed unto Jehovah his God out of the fish's belly. And he said, ' I called by reason of mine affliction unto Jehovah, And he answered me; Out of the belly of Sheol cried I, And thou heardest my voice.For… Continue reading In the belly of a fish.

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Joyful, Joyful

This was from a few weekends ago at Garden of the Gods. My husband snapped it from his phone and just showed me this week. It was the last really nice day before the cold and snow set in. It was a day that we woke up together as a family. It was a day… Continue reading Joyful, Joyful

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A Few Things I Would Teach My Daughter.

Up late and nursing my son to sleep, I saw this Huff Post Parents article show up on my facebook feed. 101 Things I Will Teach My Daughter. The subheading was, "7. Even if he bought you dinner, you owe him nothing." And something stirred within me. True, it was late. True, I have only… Continue reading A Few Things I Would Teach My Daughter.

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This Is Not A Competition.

We spent part of the weekend by the water. We, or I at least, spent the weekend reflecting. When I was pregnant, I kept having a dream I would give birth to a bear cub. Blame it on weird hormones or wild premonition. Lately my little one has been growling. I mean, for real. Like… Continue reading This Is Not A Competition.

Motherhood is a Spiritual Journey

How NOT To Go Camping With Your Baby

1. Pack you, your significant other's, and child's entire closet, two coolers worth of food, tent, camping gear, half your house, but forget your camera. Be forced to use your phone to record the first trip and rely on the pictures Grandma takes with her camera that you know will most likely stay on her… Continue reading How NOT To Go Camping With Your Baby