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Plot Twist: It wasn’t Rosa
Ok hang with me – We knew Amy was pregnant. Our 85 pound calm, steady queen of the pasture. But she wasn’t bagged up. She wasn’t nesting. She wasn’t acting like a goat who was about to surprise us. So she stayed in the regular pen. Meanwhile Rosa – our tiny 25 pound drama queen…
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“Ma’am that’s not where those go…”
There’s something about motherhood, injury, and running late that creates the perfect storm for problem solving you never signed up for. The boys and I were on your way to OT when I noticed the tire light pop on. Not the dramatic, pull over immediately your tire is exploding kind of light…. but the annoying…
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Grief Part Two: The Grief No One Prepares You For
There’s a kind of grief we don’t talk about enough—the grief of not being able to have a child. In 2017, I was dealing with pain in my lower back that wasn’t just uncomfortable—it was debilitating. I couldn’t walk without severe pain. I couldn’t function normally. It got so bad that I was using a…
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Grief is So Hard!
Grief is one of those words we use like it means one thing. Like it has one shape. One timeline. One correct way to move through it. But grief is layered. And it shows up in more ways than we talk about. We usually think of grief as death—and yes, that kind of grief deserves…
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Fortify and Present: Building a Life While Staying in it
My words for this year are fortify and present. Not in a “new planner, new personality” kind of way. More like a roll-up-your-sleeves, this is real life kind of way. For a long time, I thought building meant moving faster. Bigger goals. Louder yeses. Clear next steps that looked impressive when explained to other people.…
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That’s Who I Praise (Even when I’m burned out)
The boys were in the sunroom doing what boys do best – making a mess that somehow multiples the longer you pretend it doesn’t exist. I was half-working on my computer, half staring at the screen, with worship music playing in the background. Nothing special. Just noise to fill the chaos. If I’m being honest,…
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I Hate This Part of Farming
Everyone loves snow until you live with animals. Until your water buckets are frozen solid. Until your chickens stop laying and you’re out there chipping ice off contraptions that worked fine yesterday. Until your dog is having the time of his life while you’re quietly bracing for what the cold might take. We brought Tilly…
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My Granny Era Essentials (Things That Are Quietly Holding My Life Together)
I didn’t wake up one day and decide to enter my granny era.It just… happened. One minute I was winging meals and buying bread.The next, I was deeply invested in jar sizes and freezer organization. This season of life is slower, louder, messier, and somehow more grounded all at once. And while none of this…
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I’ve entered my granny era.
Not because I’m old.Not because I’ve given up.But because I am tired — and also deeply committed to peace. I’m in my last few years of my 30s, and instead of chasing whatever the internet says I should be doing, I’m over here making jelly like it’s a personality trait. Baking bread because it fixes…
Twins Tenders and Teaching 