It shouldn’t be like this, you know? This continuous feeling of being steamrolled by our own motherhood. Sheer exhaustion. Day in. And...

Five cups of hot chocolate and a Netflix Christmas movie. That's how Friday night ended. That's not how, however, how Friday night...

This was the scene last night of a mighty, mighty battle… …a little boy taking on the world with his strong will and terrible threes… …a...

There’s never an end to the amount of pep talks a mama gives to her children. Never an end to her questioning of whether she said...

Every time a mama watches her child walk away, she feels a piece of her heart walk away too; and wherever a mama's babies go, a piece of...

A mama stays up late to set it all down... Ask just about any mama, and she’ll tell you—even if she falls asleep sitting up on the...

"I think they'd really like it if you got into the lake with them today," my husband whispered. I knew he was right. But, I had become a...

It stops me in my tracks every single time... The little scrunched up knees. The little busy toes, finally resting The mesmerizing,...

“You won’t find it in there,” He sternly nudged. “You never will. What you are looking for cannot be found in your phone. In social...

I didn’t get to sleep in. My little five-AM wake-up call doesn’t have a snooze button. I didn’t have a day without arguing or tears....

Last night was one of those nights. The kind of night, up with the baby. Then losing myself in mindless Facebook scrolling. Feeling worse...

Confession... A secret, deeply-rooted, life-long one. Yet, one I know I don't carry alone. A secret that has weighed me down. A secret...

How often do you find yourself as one of the women at the well? Not the womAn. The womEn. The women who met up daily to gossip. The women...

The sun has yet to rise, Lord. Quiet is this house. The peaceful, thoughtful kind. The only sounds heard are my whispers to you. Already...

When the day is done, and she has done her best, after she lays her head down, for what she knows will be only a brief rest; she rises....

Everyday our little guy dumps his food on the wrong side of the sink. Trying to keep up with his big sisters, but not quite understanding...

Some of us will never make it big. Some of us will never have anything go viral. Some of us may never be truly known by more than a few....

I cringe at perfect. It's hard for me to even fathom. And that's a lot to admit from a (still) recovering perfectionist. There are days...

Sometimes, God has to let us break to piece us back together again. That's what I learned from our dryer today. It still worked. It still...

I have never been one for resolutions. Rarely, do I keep up with them. And truthfully, most of the time, I am just digging to find some...