I’m in a rut.

I feel like I haven’t written in ages.

It has been 24 days.

Here I am, still not having anything to write but feeling confident that as I sit here, typing, the words will just come. I’m going to take a stab and say I’m in a writing rut.

And quite possibly at the same time…a momma rut. Or a life rut. Continue reading

In a world where you can be anything…

My prayer list has been consumed with the same prayers over and over. 

Please God… Continue reading

When your baby still needs you. 

We have twenty-three days left with our baby before he jumps leaps into toddlerhood.

The only reason I know the number is because I’m crying on the inside every day that number gets smaller and smaller. (What is it about time and age that can be a thief of joy?) Continue reading