Tag Archives: Mothering Well

I picked one of my teen daughters up this morning from a friend’s house to go work at her older sister’s for the day. Job description: babysit and do chores. She began to kind o...

The day before had been one of the best in recent memory with my kids.  But there we were the following morning, barely even daybreak, and it was already shaping up to be one of those days that y...

Sunday afternoon. It's sort of a mandatory rest time for everyone in our family. While the house sits briefly still, I reheat a cup of coffee, grab my notebook, a pen and our calendar. As I...

When our first child was born, we learned that she had Down syndrome. We entered a period of what I have taken to calling “dramatic hard stuff,” a time of emotional and spiritual transform...

Whatever season of motherhood we’re walking through, we can’t do it alone.  We need each other and, quite frankly, we make each other better. I know I’ve ...

When I think about marriage, there are definitely a few things I wish I had known before walking down the aisle to say “I do.” After becoming a wife I have had to learn the hard way of how...

The summers of my youth were different from those of today.  For one thing, we never, ever took a family vacation.  I never even thought to ask for one.  We didn’t have the money ...

I love summer.  I love the sun and the fun and the freedom that comes with these months when school is out, recreation is in, and outdoor opportunities abound.  But I also have a confession....

I sat perched on a stool in the kitchen while my husband finished up dinner.  As he stirred the food, I asked him again and again, if he was sure it was okay for me to leave and go to the gym. He...

The birth of our first child catapulted us into a world that I have taken to calling “dramatic hard stuff.” This is the world of hospitals and grief, of loss and fear, of other people feel...