parenting · planning · Vacation

Enjoying a vacation with 4 littles

Here it is, friends. I finally put to words my amazing vacation experience. I’m actually still in awe of the fact that we not only survived, but genuinely enjoyed the trip we took with our troop. Like, I had to pull myself together to face the fact that maybe this isn’t such a big deal… Continue reading Enjoying a vacation with 4 littles

depression · failure · faith · marriage · mental health · Mom time · parenting · special needs parenting

Confessions of a Supermom

You guys blew me away with your commentary on my recent post.┬áNot here, on this site, but in personal, one-on-one messages. What started as me leveraging a creative outlet to vent some major stress, turned into an incredible, communal experience of suffering and healing. And it was just within a few short days! Your words,… Continue reading Confessions of a Supermom

faith · parenting · special needs parenting

Waiting for Sunday

I want very badly to write something clever and creative here, like notes on a cute, crafty project, or something deliciously foodie, but friends, I am completely without creative energy. I am exhausted. My heart is aching. As we eagerly await a final diagnosis on our littlest boy, I sit with so much frustration and… Continue reading Waiting for Sunday

decor · home · household organization · marriage · parenting · planning · thoughts

Notes on sharing a room with an infant…

When people tell you every child is different, they’re not lying. Here we are, with baby #4, and I am still learning what to do with this little troop. We are almost to the 6 month mark with our wee man, and much to my chagrin, he’s still sleeping in our room. And, thanks to… Continue reading Notes on sharing a room with an infant…

Mom time, parenting · planning · Uncategorized

Time and solitude

Holy smokes what a week. The first 5 days of homeschool are officially in the books. When I first withdrew the girls from school in the spring (to be perfectly accurate, it was 3 days after I gave birth in March), I am pretty sure I was cracked out on the last of my pregnancy hormones.… Continue reading Time and solitude