A Life in Parentheses

One of the things I clearly remember being taught as a child is manners. I was to call adults "sir" and "ma'am", and...

At the end of last year, I hit a breaking point. The every day ins and outs of being a stay-at-home mom were starting to wear on me, a thick...

If you had told me eighteen months ago that I would be pregnant AGAIN, less than a year after my youngest had been born, I would have laug...

Heeeeeey. Remember me? The writer of this blog who was all "I'm going to write twice a week!" and then "Once a week! Coun...

Ella, talking to Dan at dinner tonight: "I did so good in school today, Dad! I didn't cry once!" It took a full week of home...

I hadn't really intended to take the last two and a half weeks off from blogging, but here we are. I wasn't feeling overwhelmed by i...

A few months ago I wrote this post  about the evil, ugly voice residing in my head. It was born out of a very real place of fear, and came a...