In the face of pregnancy loss, there is often little comfort this world can offer. The only words of comfort worth any attention in such a time are those that shift our gaze from the trial and pain in front of us, fixing our eyes instead on the eternal hope we have in Christ. The
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It seems as though the second those two lines appear, so does a freight train of exhaustion, hormones, and hunger…or nausea…sometimes both! Watching your body change as it creates life, stretching and growing until you think you might just burst. Understandably, it’s exhausting to grow a whole human. A cozy nap with snacks nearby sounds
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Weaving in joy and grace for yourself in the day to day. We often hear of this concept of a “work-life balance”, a noble goal to spend an equal amount of time involved in one’s own interests and relationships as is spent on those within their career. A laughable notion for a mother who’s job
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We’ve redefined self-care for moms, as an intentional and disciplined pursuit of prioritizing one’s own essential needs amidst meeting those of our children. Simply by definition we can identify the contrast with the cultural norm of self-indulgence marketed as essential self-care. But what does this truly look like on a daily basis, and how do
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Our culture has become completely obsessed with the idea of “self-care”, understandably as a result of our culture’s obsession with self in general. The phrase sounds innocent enough, implying an essential nature with the use of the word “care” while carefully coating itself in indulgence with the preceding word of “self.” The meaning of self-care is not
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Nurturing Relationships Rather than Fearing Sibling Rivalries The fear of sibling rivalries is arguably the root of most hesitations towards adding children to the family. The fear is one with validity and weight, and especially if we as parents have unresolved conflict and dissension in our own sibling relationships. We may feel the need to
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Attention Divided and Affection Multiplied Whether our second set of pink lines come 6 years or 6 months after the birth of our first born, the concept of adding a sibling to our family dynamics will undoubtedly be met with a smorgasbord of emotions. While there is excitement in the anticipated sibling relationship and bond
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The phrase “the heart of a mother” has become a cliche in our society. It’s used to depict the immense maternal love and instinct that bonds each mother-child relationship. This overused sentiment has become a band-aid phrase, used to excuse and justify the mediocre motherhood our society has come to praise. The heart of a
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Nesting is a term often used to romanticize an instinctual period of time in the third trimester. Your Instagram is likely flooded with “mom-influencers” depicting nesting as a time spent picking out color schemes, organizing a multitude of baby clothes, and ultimately creating the most aesthetic nursery. Despite the trend, and while all of these
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As an advocate for people over the years who have been in challenging situations, I’d like to share some thoughts as we recognize October being National Awareness Month for Domestic Violence. As most of our stress levels will start to increase with the beginning of the holiday season, it is a good time to pause
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