THINGS I SAY TO MY KIDS ALLTHETIME (THAT ADULTS SHOULD HEAR TOO)

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  “As long as your privates are covered and you’re warm enough, you can wear whatever brings you joy, sweetheart!” “You can say anything to God. He knows what you mean, even if it doesn’t come out the right way.” “You can do anything you put your mind to.” “It’s okay to cry.” “You need […]

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MY MORNING ROUTINE AND DAILY AFFIRMATIONS

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I’ve enjoyed this last month more than I can put into words {think resting, reading, traveling} but the school year is finally here! This means I have some margin built-in to work on writing and speaking and getting back to business! (Score for a baby who still takes morning naps!) It also means that I […]

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BLOOD, SWEAT, AND TEARS…LITERALLY (ON WRITING A BOOK)

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When I pulled that book out of the Amazon box, I finally felt it. The weight of my dream becoming a reality. A dream that was born probably FIVE years ago when I longed for one like it so desperately. I wrote the book God created me to write. I still can’t swallow it completely. […]

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15 STEPS TO IN VITRO FERTILIZATION (IVF)

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Today’s post is a little different than my usual! You’ll still find inspiration sprinkled about, but I’m doing a series called “Family Building Alternatives” where I will find an expert to answer technical questions about all sorts of alternatives you might consider to build your family. No alternative is a one size fits all–just keep […]

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MOTHER’S DAY IN THE DESERT

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Mother’s Day in the Desert of Waiting is the hottest. It’s the windiest, driest, hardest of days. It hurts. You’re reminded how empty your arms are. You are grieving. You are sad. I get it. It’s okay to stay in bed today. It’s okay to be angry. It’s okay to be not okay.  It’s also […]

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FEAR AND ANXIETY HAD ME FROZEN

THE LORD IS ON MY SIDE, i will not fear. What can man do to me?-2

Our house SERIOUSLY looks like a mob of tiny toddlers have been living there, unsupervised. Progress on my book has screeched to an almost halt. My blog is teetering on the edge of the bloggy graveyard. I’m struggling to wake up before the kids. (These. three. little. kids. Hallelujah, thank you Jesus for them, but holy early waker uppers.) […]

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