I have very little in the way of parenting advice to give anyone. I’ve been parenting for less than five and a half years, and I don’t think there’s enough evidence at this point for anyone to consider me an expert. That said, I’ve received some pretty stellar advice. Some of it has changed. my. life. For […]
I decided in January I’d start testing out small habits each month. Here’s how March went.
Someday, I will have my Easter stuff in order. The kids will have fun Easter-related activities. I will remember to read the book of Lenten kid devotionals I bought three years ago and have yet to touch. I will actually figure out what I need for dinner before Easter afternoon and we will have something other than pasta shells and sauce, prepared my kind husband who has been working his tail off for Easter service stuff all week.
This year, it didn’t happen.
We had the big, long 20 week ultrasound today. (Clarification for the uninitiated: it took like 90 minutes, NOT 20 weeks. It happens at twenty weeks. In case you were concerned.) I had some suspicions based on my symptoms that it might be a girl, but then on the way out of the house, I […]
Tomorrow’s the ultrasound. THE ultrasound. Theoretically the one where we see the baby’s kidneys and various major arteries and all fingers and toes and, if we’re lucky, maybe gender.
I’m going to tell you a story today. Another one. Or maybe a few. I don’t tell you my stories because I think my life is earth-shattering and fascinating to you. I tell you my stories because… they’re all I have. I learn from them. And I hope they bring you hope or encouragement, too.
Dear mama of strong-willed littles, This can be exhausting, right? You’re trying so hard to teach these small humans how to behave, how to be people, what is right and what is wrong, and how to choose right over wrong. And they seem determined that you’re not the boss of them. However they say it… fits, […]
Look! Here’s a picture of a chameleon my husband took on the Hana Highway on Maui. It’s almost as random as this post. Also, this chameleon made halting, deliberate steps toward its goal, ever so slowly, which is kind of what I’m doing. So look! It fits!
So today was rough. I yelled too much. I zoned out too much. I disciplined too little, too late, to inconsistently. I whined about my kids on facebook. (To my facebook friends, which is to say… all of you, I’m sorry about that.) That’s kind of graceless, whining about a privilege that some women would give appendages […]
…in which we focus on the micro to affect the macro.