Before my kids were born, I thought my time as a pediatric nurse would set me up well to be a mother. I had years of practice with basic skills and some more complex ones, how much different could it be to have your own? As Jen Hatmaker would say, Bless. As the nurse handed… Read More
I am not much for resolutions. In the years I have even bothered to make them, I usually given them all up by January vowing that the following year will be “my year”. The concept reminds me of my brother’s first grade teacher, if you’ll indulge me a little tangent. Keenan, two years my junior,… Read More
Whether you’re a thieves or a bleach household, nothing breaks a mama heart quite like a sick baby. And nothing makes you feel more helpless than those all nighters with a coughing, stuffy, bodily fluid excreting little that you cannot trade places with …until a few days later when you inevitably get it too. I… Read More
