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Sweet Baby Moses

Awful. Laboring in the car is awful. Bub was as tender as he could be on our dirt road, but each little divot still felt like a cattle prod to my pelvis. Our Chevy rolled down 82nd with me in the reclined passenger seat surrounded by pillows. I was running on toast and Target snacks after laboring all night and early morning and though I was glad to be out of my house, I was already praying to be out of the car. I shoved a fruit leather into my mouth. Shoot, here comes another contraction…chew, swallow, and “Hooohhhhhh…” at least I was a pro at moaning by now. When we...
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Brand-less Mom, Blogging Away

The unborn human child inside my belly is awake and galloping about. The born human child who is one and a half months shy of two years old is asleep in her room. I am sitting. This is nap time. Nap time is my time, and usually I do nothing more than sit. It’s my “indulgence” if you will, though I feel no guilt over it, nothing but thankfulness to have an hour or two of peace and rest. It is my favorite time of day. When I feel completely ok doing absolutely nothing. But this time is swiftly coming to an end, thanks to the galloping bundle of boy about to reach 39 weeks...
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Be Still, When Nothing Else Is.

The other day I was having a rough afternoon with my toddler (though it honestly could have been today, we have those days often) and after her nap was an hour too short, I was desperate for some peace. Being an only child she doesn’t play by herself well at all, and her constant demand is either, “Up! Up!” or “Momma, sit down!” So, because I am close to six months pregnant and she is heavy, I try to sit down as much as possible. On this particular day I decided we would color. I handed Naomi some paper on the living room chest next to me and pulled out the markers....
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Someone Likes Me

I like to be liked. I’ve always been a people-pleaser and the goody-good middle child. But I’ve never been afraid to speak my mind or disagree with someone, either. So, wanting to be liked has slowly turned into simply wanting to be INTERESTING. I want to fascinate you, I want to make you think, and I want you to care about my thoughts and feelings because I drown in them every single day and need to SHARE THEM. But pursuing my gifts and hobbies only to get attention is an unhealthy endeavor. Right? We all know this. For the past few months I have craved to write but...
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Souls Over Freedom

The primary topic of my prayers these days is safety and protection. I pray constantly that God would watch over and protect my baby, my husband, myself, and our families. And whenever we or our loved ones are in the middle of a trial, I pray for deliverance. This is normal. This is good. God hears these prayers, and I know I can trust Him no matter what. But I think when I focus on physical safety, I so often miss the mark of what my Almighty God might be accomplishing through the circumstances. I rarely thank Him for trials or stop to see the opportunities they bring...