When my plan differs from God’s plan.

I knew we wouldn’t live here forever, but I was hoping for at least five years.

I was also hoping for our kids to be two years apart in age, but we all know that didn’t happen.

And I was even hoping we’d be living in a warm, sunny place (aka: Florida) but I believe that didn’t work out because we are meant to be here, in the mitten. Continue reading

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

Seeing PINK!

As most of you know, we had our gender reveal party this past weekend.

I definitely had mixed feelings because with my first pregnancy, we didn’t find out the gender, and that was amazing. I loved that. I loved the not-knowing…

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Maybe being a mom is suppose to change you, forever.

I have been a mom for over 13 months (longer if you count the 9 months of pregnancy) and I've always recognized what a miracle it is to grow a child inside of you and it's another miracle to give birth! Continue reading

Two pink lines and a whole new adventure

If you haven't seen yet, we'll be on another adventure this coming year.

We are growing our tribe!


I'm not sure if you are as shocked as we were when I peed on that stick, but here's that story. Continue reading

where this adventure began

As I write this, tears fill my eyes as the vividness of this WONDERFUL memory fills my mind.

It was a typical Wednesday, the day before Thanksgiving 2015. Wake up extra early, donate plasma, go to work…. but, I decided it was time to take another pregnancy test (since the one I took on Monday COULD have been lying to me….) 

So, I filled the little cup, took out the dropper and proceeded to do my [usual] “let’s see how many tears i can cry before work THIS month…” thing.

Low and behold…


I was SO shocked that I spilled the cup of pee all over the floor. I was shaking.

I started asking God if this was really real. How could this be real? It’s always been negative, that was the norm. In another week, I was planning to make an appointment with an infertility specialist since we were one week from our “we will try for one year” thing. So how could this be real? I had been having dreams that I was pregnant, but I figured it was because it was  one of my deepest desires- always on my mind. But now I think, perhaps it was God’s way of preparing me for what was to come.

(Infertility for just shy of 1 year was truly a test for me, but led to a lot of trusting, faith and patience…but that’ll be another post very soon.)

I took another test after I chugged some water. IT WAS POSITIVE, TOO!

I waited until the next day to tell my husband, mainly because I wanted to surprise him in a big way. Sleep didn’t come easy because of my excitement, so I spent most of the night decorating a shoe box filled with all the reasons I was thankful for him, with the last statement being “I’m so grateful our child will have you as their daddy.” Under that lay 3 positive pregnancy tests being lit up by Christmas lights.

When I shared the box with him on Thanksgiving day, he looked at me with the biggest smile and said, “are you serious?” I’ll never forget that moment.

Those two lines were the start of this beautiful journey, and I’m so glad I get the opportunity to share it with you.

Biggest THANKS to our great and loving God who entrusted us with the smallest miracle. We love our little boy so much and pray daily we will be the mom and dad he needs, loves, respects, looks up to, and sees Christ in.

Join me in my motherhood journey.