I was writing the last sentence of my last blog “After all, what fun would Christmas be without a surprise” when my phone was suddenly buzzing. My oldest, Alena, was face-timing me. It was 10:00. A 10:00 face time? This was about to be big. She and...
With less than a week left, it is my Christmas Go-Time. Time to get it all in while I can like some kind of Christmas Tradition Cookie Monster, just shoveling it all right in. Time to find the things, and bake the things, and wrap the things, and...
I am not trying to be a pessimist this year or anything,but Justin doesn’t have the best track record with gifts. On our very first anniversary,I was fresh with the excitement and hope of a honeymooner as to what sparkly jewelry or keepsake...
The girls have been making their Christmas lists. Mostly the expected things. A Kindle, a Barbie Jeep, a real working camera. My youngest, Paige, ever the warrior child, has requested two main things: A force-field, and for someone to be kind enough...
I blame Pinterest. I blame it for its perfectly piped icing and its cheery photo-shoots. I blame it for its lush-with-greenery-and-burlap fall tables, and its DIY pallet decor. I blame it for fueling a fire within me to absolutely drive myself into...
I had worked all day. Changing diapers, filling cups. Picking up the same things I had held in my hand at least 8 times. I had grocery shopped. I had lugged things in alone while multiple pairs of eyes had watched me do it from their seats. I had...
I got upset tonight. My 10 year old, Tessa, and I were making a recipe together for some gummy candies. The kit had been one of her birthday gifts. She had not followed instructions. It was already too late when I noticed that she had jumped ahead...
I love being a mom. Growing up it was all that I said when asked what I wanted to be. So much of it is exactly what I pictured. Their faces at Christmas, a birthday cake smash, their first time riding a bike. But no one told me how big of a...
Part 1 – by Kerri Green I have a friend named Ori. Ori is a seer, a feeler, and a knower. However, when I first met Ori, those things were not yet revealed; as I met her in the throes of her nearly crippling postpartum depression, when she...
Having raised one daughter to adulthood, I’ve been through it once before. I have experienced the highs and lows. I have thought I wouldn’t survive it; but I did, and I came out mostly unscathed. However, I have not gone through the pre-teen phase...