A little Hope and a lot of Love

Lu and I have been enjoying babywearing from her very early days. There is something about holding my little baby chest to chest, or hot little breaths on my neck, that really centers what is important to me in my day. Utility aside, babywearing brings comfort to both Lu and myself.   Comfort that I…

My Mama Pack

I got it from my mama.   If there is anything you have come to like about me over the years it is probably something I got straight from my mama. And if there is something you have grown to love about her, I am willing to bet she got it straight from her mama….

Lucille’s First Fiesta

We had so much fun celebrating Lucille’s first birthday this weekend. It was beautiful rejoicing for a year with our happy girl, but more than that, we got to celebrate the village that has made this year so sweet. Thank you all for helping her grow into such a wonderful little lady!

A year as Mama

I rocked her in the glider this morning after a hearty struggle to get her down for a nap. Her sweaty little head on my shoulder showed that she put up a good fight, alternating between coy smiles and tense shouts to try to evade this sleep. Sleep she, and really I, needs to make…

A Good Friday

This Good Friday speaks so deeply to my heart. He was pierced of our iniquities, The Blameless died for our sins and, in doing so, took the sting out of death for us all. Because of the cross, there were smiles behind our tears last night as we said goodbye to Grandpa. Because of the…

The room is full.

The room is full. His bed has been moved so people can fill in around him. One, two, five, eight, the walls stretch to accommodate the people and their love. Songs of worship fill the air between tears. 10,000 reasons to worship today and forevermore we are reminded. His strength is failing but we lift…


My grandparent’s house is bursting with emotion these days. Some good, some bad but all of them hit like a ton of bricks when you least expect it. My eyes well with tears when I go from room to room, straddling the thin line between the heartache of loss and the joys of life abundant….

Relentless Heartache, Relentless Hope

Weeks ago, Q and I excitedly spread the news to our friends, our family, and our village that we were expecting a sibling for Lucie. Although it was probably sooner than others might want to share the news, we wanted to be able to lean in on our community for better or worse, to be…

The Finest Hours!

I have seen my share of tense movies but this one had me on the edge of my seat, butt clenched, holding my breath. If you want a great aerobic workout and a chance to work out your “GO, GO, GO!” cheers before the Superbowl, this is the film for you.

Gentle to whom?

Let’s acknowledge that babies, moms, and families as a whole all have their nuances. If a mom reaches out, lets not be so quick to impose what works for us as the hard and fast law of raising kids.

Working it out.

September 1st, 2013 was a day of moving for me. The salon I worked at closed and I needed to move from my apartment to a house in the town I lived in. To be transparent, that much change in one day broke my noggin. I was overwhelmed and fearful. I felt lost. Even though…

Little Target Miracles

I was pushing my cart along in Target, trying to keep Lucie from licking everything she could reach and dutifully scanning my bread (the #lowcarblife was short lived yet again) for a killer Cartwheel discount when I heard the sound. Had I looked up a millisecond later my eyes would have missed the source of…