I am ignoring the barbecue sauce I just found on the toilet seat. It came from the beard of a thirsty dog who finished off some rib remnants she found in the trash while we were sleeping. Dishes are crusting over in the sink, and my fingernails are four days past in need of polish…
“The success of love is in the loving–it is not in the result of loving. Of course it is natural in love to want the best for the other person, but whether it turns out that way or not does not determine the value of what we have done.” ~Mother Teresa Maternal tenderness and affection…
“Babe. Wake up.” I shook my husband’s shoulder as he lay sleeping peacefully. “JAKE! Seriously! Get up! We have a gas leak!” I was sitting straight up in bed staring at the ceiling and walls of our bedroom as they swirled before my eyes. My husband finally rolled over, still half asleep, and looked at…
Isaac came first. He was forty-eight hours old when he left the hospital as our son. Our lives were instantly changed by this amazing little gift wrapped in the all-too-familiar hospital blankets and little hat. Elijah came eight and a half months later. He was our son the moment he was born. We didn’t have…
As the wife of a college football coach, every year I have a front-row seat to watch eighteen-year-old boys take some of their first steps of independence. Each August I stand before our new families and explain what the football season will look like from behind the scenes. I assure the mothers that their sons…
With two daughters ages eleven and four, I’ve spent the better part of the past decade being inundated by all things princess. Cinderella, Rapunzel, Ariel, and Belle have all spun for countless hours in our family’s DVD player, and I can sing every word of the Frozen soundtrack. We’re a princess household. I like the…