Finn is four weeks old today. How time plays tricks. The final days I waited for him to emerge — a week past his due date — those days stretched forever. And now we have blown through four weeks. Weeks that have been filled with joy, fear, sadness, hope, gratitude, laughter… and a whole lot of Jesus. … More Dependent
As I mentioned, day four was rough. As Marsh took Finn and sent me our room to take a nap that afternoon, I was so thankful, and yet I could not fall asleep. The tears just kept tumbling down my cheeks as my chest heaved; I was entirely exhausted, but rest evaded me. And so I … More Looking but not Seeing.
Day four was rough. I had gotten approximately 45 minutes of sleep; I am sure my hormones were insanely out of balance; my uterus was contracting; my milk came in which suddenly gifted me with boulders for breasts {just keepin’ it real}; and I was processing the fact that my newborn could have a rare genetic … More Seared
We were released from the hospital at 10:30pm after having a second MRI for little Finn and both tests coming back clear. While we might have stayed with our older boys another night in the hospital had we had the option {date night, right!? Our boys were with the grandparents and we had room service!}, this one … More Draw the Circle
An hour before we welcomed in the pediatrician to have our world turned upside-down, we had already been duly shaken. Marshall received news that one of our dear friends, a young woman who is wise and wonderful and had just launched on the epic journey of a Master’s in counseling, was lost in the woods. … More Lost
We welcomed in the pediatrician on-call the morning after Finn was born to learn that the Port Wine stains we had been informed about the day before, due to their extent and location {particularly over the forehead and eye}, indicated the possibility of a neurological disorder entitled Sturge-Weber Syndrome; if there were “stains” on the brain, … More There is No Normal.
One day. Amazing how all of life can change in one day. Just two weeks ago Tuesday, Marshall and I dropped our three boys with my parents in anticipation of our baby boy arriving the next morning. We went out for sushi and talked about all the ways life has shifted and changed since our … More Marked for a Purpose
THE TETHERING PLACE 