Count Your Blessings Not Your Chins was the first writing home I ever had – and your support and readership has meant so much to me over the years. I wanted to share my new blog where I will be writing from now on: So Glad You Said That. The Link Below is where you…
Category: Life
An Experience of God’s Love
“Everything’s good but my brain. The usual,” I told my friend when she asked how I was doing this week in our Mom group chat. “I think this is just how my life is going to be now,” I said. Hopelessness wasn’t the right word for this sentiment. It was more of a sad resolve….
The Brutal And The Beautiful
I don’t want this to be a blog about my mental health. There are too many other big and beautiful and wonderful parts of my life I want to tell you about instead. “I’m sad when you’re sad,” my daughter says. Most of the time my kids don’t see and they don’t know, but sometimes…
Eyes That See
Last week, an unnamed 1 year old in our home was struggling. It felt like every minute he was instigating something. Why are 1 year olds SUCH 1 year olds? He was being aggressive in many creative ways and the tantrums felt nonstop if I dared to use Chapstick without giving him full eating access….
One Hundred and One
Last night as I was trying to sleep, I had an overwhelming feeling of panicky failure. I had seen this instagram account that involved her children in a variety of Bible based crafts and lessons. “We haven’t discipled the kids well enough,” I said to my husband who was trying to sleep. He had been…
The Thing I Lose More than Anything
I lose something so frequently that it’s embarrassing. The embarrassment comes because once I do find it again, I swear this time I’ll never lose it. How could I? When I finally have it, it feels like freedom to enjoy (or at least find gratitude in) every single second of life. How could I lose…
If He is Risen
I wasn’t sure how to answer the recent question, “Will there be possums in Heaven?” “There better not be?” doesn’t seem fitting. Her heaven would be full of possums. “Will we sleep in heaven?” “I hope so!” would be my thought. “Please no!” would be hers. If so, she wants to share a bunk bed…
A House that’s Lived in
One of the core memories of my Dad growing up was that he was always wiping down the counters. Before breakfast, after breakfast, home from work, make a cup a coffee. He had a damp dish rag and he knew how to use it. This guy’s got a problem! I thought. What a weirdo! I…
Out of the Darkness
I felt it the moment we walked into the house. Everything was different and yet it was all the same. We opened the front door carrying an 8 pound human being and our whole world had changed. Except, there was my daughter playing on the same rug, in the same room. The furniture and the…
James’ Birth Story
The night before James was born, I had hit my breaking point. In the middle of the night, I told God, and Max I couldn’t do it one more day. I was physically miserable, having been in early labor for days, emotionally spent as my mental health starting declining with each day, and I was…