It was one of those days. I was at an appointment with a health professional (not my doctor) and I thought it would just be a routine appointment. It started off with her calling my daughter’s name… “Mazy!” I immediately stood up, gathered our stuff, fumbling trying to quickly put it all in the bag…
So I get this text from my husband: So I was washing dishes and Mazy was playing in the living room. All of a sudden I realized she was being awfully quiet. I looked over there and she was coloring on the couch with an ink pen!!! I think I got most of it off…
As a blogger, something I pray for, is that other women and other readers will feel valued, understood, related to, and loved. I don’t always know how to accomplish this, but this is something I pray for. Yes, I even pray about blogging. It makes my heart drip with tears to think that there are…
Before I had Mazy, I was more than involved as a youth pastor’s wife. I was making copious amounts of food, going to every event, and really, doing what I loved. In fact, when I was a freshman in college, I had declared youth ministry as my major, until a lunch table conversation with a…
It was a typical day in our home. Until the blankies had to get washed. For the past couple weeks, I have been mulling over in my head how I was going to combat the tears, since we had been down this road before. Unfortunately, I came up with no clever solution. So after Mazy’s…
Start the list: You haven’t finished the laundry. You haven’t made that new recipe. You haven’t organized your kids’ papers. You haven’t made a “good” supper in weeks. You haven’t exercised in who knows how long. You haven’t done this. And you haven’t done that. I am sure you can fill in the blanks. Think…
