Today’s the day.

Have I ever told you how much I love Valentine’s Day? Well. [Sheepish grin.] [Looks down at floor.] [Clears throat.] Forgive me. If there’s ever a day to unabashedly declare my love for people, today’s the day. Now, life at a law firm has taught me that not everyone is a “hugger.” And that’s okay….

My pet Iguanas.

Greetings, long lost friend. I’m squinting at my computer screen through a plume of Lysol as I peck at this post, trying to account for January. My little petri dishes have cycled bug after bug over the past month, but last week truly merits a tribute. Our Andy had been fighting the vomit comet days…

My Christmas Miracle: An extra pair of hands at the grocery store.

Christmas can be a hard season for many. Maybe you’re awaiting a Christmas miracle. Maybe you’re asking God for something incredible. Maybe you’re overwhelmed and exhausted and beyond your threshold. Maybe you’re feeling alone in all of this. This was me a few days ago as I navigated my grocery list. I was operating at…

My one shining moment.

By now you know this blog is a form of therapy for me. Yes, you repeatedly lend me your ears. I gladly fill them each time. You wear your therapist hat. I pull you into my weather pattern and expect you to shelter me there. So here I am again, perched on your sofa. But…

The new normal.

Here we find ourselves three months into life with two children, having nose-dived to this point if I were being candid. How do people with multiple wardens do it? One moment, I’m hovering around my two, radiating warm fuzzies, hoping they’ll take online college courses and live with me forever. Next, I’m nursing a frantic…

Chase the darkness.

I’ve been at a loss for words amidst so much sadness swirling around us. So much broken. So much hurting. So much loss. So much physical and emotional disaster. I want to close my eyes. I want to cover my ears. I want to shut off my phone. I want to shepherd my family into…

Weeks deep in big boy undies.

You had to be wondering when you’d hear a post about potty training. After all, our boy is off to college now. C’mon, people. He’s not even three yet. Plus he’s undergone immense change. Plus it’s important not to prematurely force bladder control. Plus he’s a boy. Plus he’s undergone immense change. Plus his mom…

Old habits die even harder.

With the birth of our second bundle, my parenting experience continues to evolve. After all, I now have two wardens to answer: But I just knew this opportunity at second-round parenting would redeem my prior misfit ways. I would be more seasoned. I wouldn’t shirk routine. I would make my bed weekly. I wouldn’t fix…

I’ve missed you.

Hi. Hi. Hi. Can I just say that I’ve missed you? Yes, I have. We must catch up. You’ll have to excuse my radio silence of late following the recent birth of our second bundle. I now spend my days as a milk cow, wondering if my two-year-old is in the other room playing with…