Life is busy. Feeling like I might drown in the piles that grew around me, (both metaphorical and physical) I decided to stop worrying about tomorrow, and only deal with the issues of the present day. I am not superwoman and cannot do it all, but for today, I will try. I have since discovered…Read more »
Tag: parenting
Happy Birthday!
Time marches onward, and though I can hardly believe it, this week marks the one year anniversary of A Space for Grace. I clearly remember the trepidation with which I sat down at my computer, put a bit of my heart onto the screen and clicked “Publish.” My stomach was anxiously tied up in knots as I contemplated the…Read more »
In Which I Fear I Will be Raptured from my Bath . . .
As a mother of four, I sometimes need to get creative about carving out time for myself. I admit to hiding my latest book, my iPad, even homework, in the bathroom, then feigning an attack of indigestion all in an effort to have ten minutes of silence. However, any mother of young children knows that…Read more »
An Anthem for the Messed
I drop my boys off at school, and leave my daughter with a dear friend who has offered to take Skye for the day so I can tackle the mountains of work that await me. As I drive home, I expect to feel euphoric; in this decade of baby-making and child raising, I have rarely been alone in…Read more »
Something’s Rotten in the State of . . .
I am not a supermom and never have been. For the most part, I’ve resigned myself to the fact I never will be. But every now and then the possibility dangles itself in front of me, and thinking it may be within my grasp, I lunge for it. Never gracefully. As a former teacher, I…Read more »
Spring Break?
Before beginning the story, I would like to point out that prior to the experience I am about to recount, I had been home alone with my sick children for seven (7) days. The only time in those seven days we had left the house was to get groceries, and anyone who has gone grocery…Read more »
Worth
I am a Mom. By virtue of the fact that I have borne four wonderful children and am responsible, together with my husband, for their care and upbringing. But sometimes, in those crevices of the mind where doubts and worries lurk, I suspect I’m unworthy of the title. I love my children dearly and want…Read more »