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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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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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We Gave Our Kids Memories for Christmas
For Christmas this year, we gave our kids the gift of memories. We decided it felt like the right time to shift away from more material things and lean into more family time — the kind they’ll actually remember. Because let’s be honest…Ask your kids what three things they got last Christmas. I’ll wait.But ask…
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Mom Packed It
When you’re getting ready for vacation, does anyone else feel like – especially as a mom – you’re personally responsible for making sure every human in your family has everything they could ever possibly need or want while you’re gone? Like don’t forget the band-aids. Don’t forget that one stuffy that, as of yesterday, is…
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We came to church anyways
We were late. Again. Someone couldn’t finding their shoes. Someone else suddenly needed a snack. The boy’s church clothes technically fit… in the way that counts if you don’t look too closely. There was toothpaste on at least one face (maybe mine), and the hair situation was best described as “good enough”. And for a…
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Holding Space for Every Version of Myself
Here’s something I didn’t realize I’d need to learn as an adult: I am not just one version of me. I am a whole collection. Let me explain. There’s the version of me who used to love a color-coded plan and felt very accomplished when everything fit neatly into a box. There’s the version of…
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The Noise is the Point
Our house is loud. Not the “someone left the TV on” loud.Life-loud. Footsteps thundering through the kitchen like it’s a racetrack.Questions shouted from entirely different rooms (with zero intention of relocating).Kids narrating every move they make.The oven beeping.Animals chiming in, because obviously there’s baby goats in the house.Multiple conversations stacked on top of each other…
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Throwing Spaghetti at the wall: Parenting Neurodivergent Twins
Let me just start by saying this: parenting is HARD.Like, soul-stretching, patience-testing, what-day-is-it-again hard. Being a mom might honestly be one of the hardest jobs I’ve ever had—and I say that with a whole lot of life and work experience behind me. As most of you know, I’ve spent the last 15 years as an…
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Surgery Update: I Survived, Barely… and My Kids Are Still Alive Too 🎉
So I had surgery last Monday, and we started off strong with… the OR breaking. Yep. The operating room literally said, “Not today, Satan,” and shut down. So we had to relocate hospitals like a medical field trip no one signed up for. Since we had no clue what recovery was going to be like,…
Twins Tenders and Teaching 