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 decided to log off of Facebook for 30 days this fall. I was hesitant – What if I miss important life events? What if there is news? How will I know what’s going on?
When I logged back on, I discovered I hadn’t really missed anything. At all. Don’t hate me – your lives are important to me. But the conversations I got to have with some of you were better I think because I hadn’t been keeping up on your lives via the internet. I didn’t already know what you did last weekend. Instead we got to actually … Read the rest
Our home has always been loud. From having three in diapers to now three (almost) tweens. We’ve got some volume going on.
On a not unrelated note, these children have never been allowed in the bathroom with us. There needs to be one place I can go, in my home, alone, and experience some quietness.
The shower. Oh the shower.
I don’t just listen to music in the shower, I will spend as much as five minutes choosing just the right playlist for my mood. Oldies? Led Zeppelin? The Head and the Heart? Let iTunes decide? Gah, let me look … Read the rest
Our days are made up of little decisions. One after another, we determine what we can live with and what we cannot. Some days, the “I can live with that” decisions catch up with us.
As a general rule, I need to wake up to a clean kitchen so I can start cooking breakfast at 6:30am. This means going to bed with a clean kitchen. THIS is where I struggle. I don’t WANT to do dishes when I’m ready to go to bed. So really this means doing dishes immediately after dinner. I’m sure there are many who do this … Read the rest
I really, really love Christmas cards. I love picking out the paper, the photos, writing the letter – all of it. This year it’s just not going to happen. I decided that if something that isn’t required was causing me stress, I could cross it off my list.
But then your lovely Christmas cards started coming in and I felt so guilty! So I’m cheating and using my blog So here goes.
Ada is in third grade and will be NINE the day after Christmas. I can’t even believe it. My baby is going to be nine. She is so … Read the rest
Last fall I wrote that I was leaving my job, and didn’t know what was next. If you don’t know, allow me to fill you in.
For almost a year now I have been a substitute teacher in our school district. There are 50 schools in the district, but I only sub at the two my kids go to so that I can get to know the teachers and administrators there better, and quite honestly I believe it would be too lonely for this relational extrovert to hop all over the place never forming relationships.
When this all started last … Read the rest
I really love systems. Stop laughing, Chad. I like to know that there is a plan, if you are not on board I will tie you to the boat. Enjoy the ride.
I may have reached the systems limit in our home.
Me: We’re going to have a new system for screen time.
Ada: AH! No more systems! It’s too much! We have a chore system. A point system. We have to earn money. We have to do homework. I can’t handle anymore!
Me: Would you like to hear my system BEFORE you have a freak out?
I … Read the rest
A friend posed the question on Facebook, How did you know you were done having babies, and then how do you cope with all of the lasts that come with being done? This is one of those questions where I can only share my experience, and wouldn’t dare assume that it’s the same for everyone, but here it is nonetheless
Here’s the scene. Grace was 3, Eli was 2, Ada was 6 months old. I found myself buying a pregnancy test and my entire body shook until I got the results. Negative. That was the very, very clear moment when … Read the rest
My small group is currently reading through Jill Savage’s No More Perfect Moms, and it’s really, really good. Except Chapter Two. Chapter Two kicked me in the gut.
Chapter Two is where God showed me that I am a prideful parent.
My kids wouldn’t get away with acting like that.
I would handle that situation differently.
I would handle that situation better.
I know, you’re probably wondering what took me so long to realize I have an issue with pride. I’m also stubborn.
It kicked me in the gut, and I think God let me marinate in that … Read the rest
After 6 1/2 years, next Thursday will be my last day working at our church. I have loved my job there, and the people I have worked with. But this particular season of my life is done, and it’s time to move on to something different.
So…what do I do now?
I’m applying for a couple different jobs at the school our kids go to, jobs that would only have me working when they are in school. Perfect! I don’t know yet how this will pan out, so I’m waiting, and praying, and trusting.
Chad’s solution is that I write … Read the rest