My children love to build with blocks and Legos. They have become quite good at stacking them higher and higher and are always so proud of their creations. However, when … Continue reading Building and Rebuilding
Reflections on my No Facebook Experiment
Yesterday I downloaded the Facebook app after a week of not using it at all. And I’m a little surprised at what I learned. I really didn’t miss it. I … Continue reading Reflections on my No Facebook Experiment
The No Facebook Experiment
It’s been a long four months. It started in early March with learning that we had lost the two embryos we had transferred in February. Then, just a week later, … Continue reading The No Facebook Experiment
Strength & Scars
Today Caleb broke the handle off of my favorite coffee mug. This mug was given to me while Tori was sick and I love that it has both giraffes and … Continue reading Strength & Scars
Day One after Ninety-Eight
Today was the first time in ninety-eight days that I was by myself with the boys all day long. Brennan returned to work on Friday but my parents were still … Continue reading Day One after Ninety-Eight
Differences Make Us Better
If you had told me twenty years ago that one of my favorite people now would be a Liberal (gasp!), I would have laughed. I would have told you that … Continue reading Differences Make Us Better
Eighty-Two Days
Our family has now been home for eighty-two days. I remember when it was going to be thirty days and that seemed so long. We’ve been living under the assumption … Continue reading Eighty-Two Days
Day 75
Today marks seventy-five days since Brennan last went to work. As of now, he’s expecting to return to work at the end of June, which means that we will likely … Continue reading Day 75
Good Can Come From Bad Neighbors
Sometimes we learn the most from less-than-ideal neighbors. I would know because I’ve had my fair share of neighbors I wished would move away. In our almost ten years of … Continue reading Good Can Come From Bad Neighbors
Sometimes Grief Looks Like Clothing
I knew that we would have many practical tasks to handle once we found out that our embryo transfer had failed. A failed transfer meant that our family was complete … Continue reading Sometimes Grief Looks Like Clothing
Even So, Joy 