standing in a pile of ill-fitting skirts i reluctantly slipped on a maternity one. i wasn’t happy with how i looked, and we were already late. i thought about where i’d be able to nurse two month old samson and started to feel anxious. maybe we shouldn’t go, i thought. but i specifically felt a … More and our eyes, at last shall see Him.
space shuttle mommy! asher says while pointing up at the trail a jet leaves behind high above us. we are supposed to be getting in the car. i am encouraging him to hurry. we are late. before i get impatient i remember expecting a three year old, to operate on my timing, is a recipe … More hello, i’ve waited here for you.
we had slipped in to a nice routine at our swanky waterfront beach resort. this was our second time tagging along on christian’s california work trip. staying in pretty much the same spot – the weather was warmer than last time and asher was a few months older – all making our stay idyllic. while … More let the lower lights be burning.
i’m not sure when the newness of a baby shifts so that people around you are comfortable inquiring about other babies. or the next one. or a sibling. sometimes it is small talk not meant at all to distress. often it is a follow-up question to an introduction with a stranger. many times it is … More one is the loneliest.
when running errands i try to find a nearby activity to do with asher. sometimes it ends up just being a loop around the grocery store. but for him, eating that bakery cookie and hoarding entirely too many blueberry samples from the produce section, it is heavenly. without realizing it i have developed an extra … More who rides upon the stormy sky and calms the roaring sea.
what would you do, if you could do anything? christian asked. would you go back to school? my heartbeat quickened. i don’t know. i muttered, a little embarrassed. a nervousness filled me that hasn’t abated. hearing you can do anything with a communications degree is just about as helpful as being told you can do … More 78 weeks.
i hadn’t planned on giving asher much for his first birthday. he already had plenty of toys and household objects to keep his attention. besides, one year olds think cardboard and wooden spoons are amazing. one day in september we were leisurely cruising through costco. he loves riding in shopping carts as well as eating … More oh baby, telephone.
this summer, sitting in a cushioned chair at the paramount, i realized i was ashamed of a decision i had made. we had been curious. i admit i find occasional south park episodes amusing and harmless. i understood the show’s content would be potentially questionable yet i was still interested in seeing it for myself. … More i believe.
what is your favorite thing about the munchkin? i asked. when i’m holding him and he rests his head on my shoulder and takes a deep breath right before falling asleep. he said. there are entirely too many favorites. each day is filled with them. this week it was watching him lay flat on his … More we’re up all night.
due to my position at church i have access to people’s feelings and concerns. women approach me when they are in need, are frustrated or want me to take action. something that i did not expect is an overwhelming sentiment spanning the divide of age and position. it is loneliness. so many perceive they do not … More something in between.