I’ve had asthma since I was 10. Exercise-induced asthma, to be specific. I’ve seen a handful of doctors, owned 2 nebulizers, countless inhalers, had a few ER visits. My solution: no running. Everything is fine if I don’t run.
Earlier this month I decided to try out “Couch to 5k”, not because I want to run a 5k, but because I want to be stronger and healthier. And, let’s be honest, I want my will to beat my body on this one. (I tried once before and failed miserably) This time would be different. This time WILL be different. I … Read the rest
I am stretching and growing, and sometimes I am resisting stretching and growing. We are being asked to parent differently than we used to, because we have different kids in our house. They are no longer three and completely dependent; they are in middle and high school, and fighting tooth and nail against dependence.
I used to say, “Here’s your lunch.” That gave way to, “What would you like for lunch?” And now I hear, “Hey mom, can I make ______ for lunch?” It’s weird, and I have so much more food in the house than I used to…and also … Read the rest
Just as a body, though one, has many parts, but all its many parts form one body, so it is with Christ. For we were all baptized by one Spirit so as to form one body – whether Jews or Gentiles, slave or free – and we were all given the one Spirit to drink. Even so the body is not made up of one part but many. – 1 Corinthians 12:12-14
Have you ever experienced significant physical pain? About 4 years ago I cracked a disc in my lower back. The pain was significant for months until I was … Read the rest
As our kids get older, it’s tricky to know what is and isn’t appropriate to blog about. Their privacy is important to me. I don’t want them to someday discovery that I have a blog (in a very, very loose sense of the term) and be mortified about what I’ve shared.
But here goes.
Our children are 11, 12, and 13 years old. The disrespect in our home is on an upward swing. “Well, Janna, we don’t let our kids be disrespectful.” That’s wonderful. We don’t let them be disrespectful either, and yet here we are. They are free-willed, eyes-rolling, … Read the rest
We’ve been in our new house for nearly two months, and to be perfectly honest, it feels like we’ve always been here. And now, on the other side, I can sit in the peace and reflect.
Packing felt stressful, it felt like too much. I think now that it wasn’t, it just all goes. It all goes in a box, gets labeled, and goes. Unpacking? That sucks. Do I want this? Do I need this? Where do I want this to live forever and ever, amen? Can’t it just stay in a box in the attic? (I have an attic … Read the rest
We’re moving. Maybe you didn’t know that. Here’s a brief run down…
July 30: house on the market; 8 showings in 4 days, 3 offers, sold August 3; 3 weeks of packing like crazy, then a bad inspection and a buyer backing out.
Oh, and we were preparing for a 13-day cross-country vacation.
On the day we left for vacation, we put the house back on the market, show-ready, and let our realtor do his thing. We just drove away with headaches, stomach aches, heart aches. We came back on a Tuesday, house sold on Saturday, September 10. Back to … Read the rest
“Don’t be anxious,” I tell myself. When my mind starts swirling about the to-do lists or the future or the present or this overwhelming task of parenthood, or the fill in the blank. Don’t be anxious.
Then I try to remember about what follows in Philippians 4, what I’m supposed to think about instead of those worries: “whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable – if anything is excellent or praiseworthy.” Yes, those sound so much better than my worries. What is true in this situation? What is lovely? … Read the rest
Year one is under our belts! I’m so proud of us. I guess technically the year isn’t entirely over, they are still doing math and cursive 3 days a week, but it’s pretty much done.
I’ve been getting asked a lot how our first year was, and I’m so happy and thankful to say that it was great. It was even better than I thought it would be (not that I knew what to expect). I didn’t know how much I would love it. So as I sip my coffee in the wee hours, here are some reflections on our … Read the rest
Waiting for God to move is hard. Trusting that He will is not so bad, but waiting on his timing is killer.
I’ve been in a journey – waiting, offering suggestions (cleverly disguised as “Do you want me to…?), praying, getting impatient, begging to feel better. You know. God has made progress in me for sure, but I’d like the process to just be done already.
Lately I’ve had thoughts just itching at me, telling me I need to do something. Do SOMEthing. Anything. Surely I’m supposed to do something. Anything. But I haven’t been feeling confirmation from God either … Read the rest
I’ve written (and written and written) about Eli’s anger, sorry if you’re sick of it. I am too, honestly. But praise God – we’ve found answers!
After a particularly rough patch with Eli, our pediatrician recommended moving from seeing a counselor to a child psychiatrist. We went, he listened, and very quickly and confidently said Eli has ADD (not ADHD), it’s 90% chemical, and he was on the wrong medication. “Get him on the new meds and you’ll see a difference in two hours.”
I was elated, Chad was skeptical – spot on for both of us. We ended … Read the rest