It’s quiet now except the hum of the dishwasher. We ate taco soup for dinner, with iceberg lettuce salad. The kids were super excited about the salad. “This is so good,” they told me on their 3rd and 4th servings. The oldest boy looked at me quizzically, “Did you do something different to the salad today?” Yes….
So, Lord, do you remember how I always planned to be done having babies by the time I was thirty? I’m not sure why, except that my mother had her last one while in her mid-twenties so it seemed like a good plan. I had no idea that one day I would be facing my…
**this post contains affiliate links. Read my disclosure here. One of my earliest memories takes place in Jasper, NY at a little log cabin, built by my father. My family is sitting around the living room and Mama is reading. I don’t know the book, just the sound of her voice and the way…
The hallway of the maternity ward was empty. My shoes were squeaking against the waxed tile. My sister-in-law was in one of the first rooms. Her belly was round and she was calmly sitting, watching the monitor as a heartbeat jumped across it. A few minutes later another monitor located the second heartbeat. The twins…
I “met” my friend Everly many years ago when I stumbled on her family’s adoption story. We exchanged a few emails and have maintained sporadic contact ever since. I am so excited to share this guest post with you– a look at the brokenness and miracle of adoption (from the viewpoint of an older sister). …
Rhonda Freed has been such an encouragement and example to me as I’ve walked the road of infertility. I know you will be blessed to hear her testimony. In 2011 she wrote the following piece and the post script at the end is what happened last year in their family. My testimony is not about…
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