It was a school day.
I was behind.
I slept through my morning routine and threw clean clothes onto my unshowered self.
I doused my hair with dry shampoo, ran a brush through my flat bed-head, and applied some make-up.
This is how you fool the world into thinking you have your act together.
Sometimes the simplest of birthday parties are really the most fun.
There’s no timeline.
No stress.
The birthday girl comes first.
And she can run the show. [Read more...]
It was the summer of 2010.
Our youngest was 20 months old.
She still wore diapers and used a paci.
But she was quite precocious and every bit the little mama in all her other ways.
Gabrielle had just reached her 18 month seizure-free mark and had recently completed the potty training process.
We were open to having more babies, finding it difficult to question God’s sovereignty after all he had brought us through with our sweet Gabrielle.
But as time passed on… I began to wonder if I would ever find myself pregnant with another bambino. [Read more...]
