“So what’s new in your world?” I was in my doctor’s office because the prescription for one of my antidepressants was up. I needed a med check to get another year’s prescription. I’d done the standard depression and anxiety screenings with the nurse and the numbers seemed to show the meds were doing their thing. …
Category Archives: motherhood
barf days (Kindred Mom post)
Hey, all! It’s another Kindred Mom day! You can click over there to read the whole thing or keep reading for part of it. As I rocked my toddler before bed, the thought came from nowhere: “You know, we haven’t had a stomach bug in a while…” On its heels: “CRAP. That’s always what I …
every April
I don’t remember exactly how she told me. Maybe her firstborn (just barely one then) wore a “big sister” shirt. Maybe, across half the world over FaceTime, she just gave me the wide-eyed excited-but-this-is-crazy face and told me over, “Guess what! I’m PREGNANT.” Either way, I was excited for her. We had both been awaiting …
to the mama with two in diapers
Hey, mama. I see you. I know this isn’t easy. Folks always look at you in pity when they realize you have two in diapers, but they never really mention that the diapers are seriously the least of the struggles. I’ve been there. I’m not sure how your transition to motherhood was, but mine was uncommonly …
grace for stomach bugs
Warning: probably going to be rambly and incoherent. If you want a trip inside my weird head and day today, by all means, continue. The last couple days have had plenty of challenges and failures. Yesterday, I broke my seven week streak of getting 10k steps per day, which doesn’t matter, unless you’re an obliger …
spilling communion
This post was originally published in April of 2016, but it felt like a good fit for this month’s theme.
giving up coffee…maybe
So… I’ve been talking a lot about Lilly’s sleep the last couple days. I love her and stuff, but she’s been the most challenging sleeper of my four. I do all the things I know to do to help her sleep just like I did with the others, but it’s still been hard. I was so …
like a nameless servant
Last night, I went to kiss my oldest before I headed to bed. I expected her to be asleep, but she wasn’t. She groggily asked me to reheat her rice sock.* “Of course! I’d love to do that for you.” I went to the kitchen, nuked it for a couple of minutes, and returned it …
kids are weird
This little bundle of delight woke from her nap yesterday right as I was done on the treadmill and ready to shower, so I decided to let her play in the bath while I rinsed off. On the way, she happened to grab her toothbrush and began chomping on it. That’s cool. I floss in …
Parenting in Public
I remember the first time I caught myself doing it. My firstborn was a toddler, barely a year. I was at the post office with her near Christmas, waiting in the holiday lines to send a package. I don’t remember what she did exactly, but it required correction. I squatted down on her level, acutely …
grace enough 