It all starts on Monday. Up before I want to be. Hurrying to eat, hurrying to feed babies, hurrying to negotiate. Incentives I offer, so...

Well… I should say, my job chose me. The topic comes up this time of year. New beginnings, new decisions. Old debts, old dreams. Mommies...

First, let me preface by stating – I have sons. My home is filled with superman capes and neon green sneakers, trains and toy trucks....

Chances are if I’m not feeding babies, hushing tears away, cleaning dirty bottoms and the kitchen floor… I’m doing laundry. Our boys have...

Some nights, after the boys both go down to bed, the Mommy in me takes a little “me” time, and the girly girl inside comes out to play…...

My original title for this post was: Why 2014 Was Such A Good Year. Then I looked around the kitchen. I’m writing on day 8 of a 14 day...

It is December 22nd, and I’m still mailing Christmas cards. I lick an envelope sealed and wonder if it will carry the scent of goldfish...

My two-year-old has chubby feet. It is something I voluntarily share with other mommy friends in hopes they can lend any shoe shopping...

“Out of the stump of David’s family will grow a shoot.” Isaiah 11:1 I read these words on a page of a book, and I watch the light reflect...

Thanksgiving week is typically a short week. This means when I go to bed Sunday night, I rest a bit easier, knowing that I’ll be enjoying...

The morning sun slid buttery down our bedroom walls, a golden glow all around. A storybook day, sparkling with the autumn leaves colorful...

I took Benadryl to try and stop these sniffles. It’s cold season, and I’ve got the kind that require me to unroll half the roll of toilet...

Today is Friday, and after spending the past four weekday mornings attempting to entertain and educate our two young boys (and myself) at...

There are little toy trains all over my house. As I write now, there is one on the TV stand (hauling another train), one under the couch...

Our 2-year-old had an allergy test at his doctor’s appointment this week. His pediatrician called today with the results. I didn’t make...

We have two canvas portraits from our wedding day hanging in our bedroom. Thankfully, my oldest son sees them and points to say “mommy”...

As I rocked my son into nap time, I realized it would be the last afternoon I held him as a one-year-old. A flood of memories wrapped up...

My home state is facing a ballot box question next month to vote yes or no on an amendment that addresses the long debated act of...

As the day woke me, I reached for my phone and read a friend’s text. She was scheduled for a c-section tomorrow to welcome her firstborn....

I’m a work-at-home Mommy. I know who Chica is, the words to the Thomas the Train theme song and exactly how much time I have to fold a...