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


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

Draw the Circle

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

There is No Normal.

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.