All the things I discovered when I stepped out of my parenting shoes and into the classroom.
Sure, Teachers Have Time for That!
In All Things, Give Thanks
I wanted to celebrate something normal in a year when so many not-so-normal things are happening.
A Light at the End of the Tunnel
If you'd told me my senior year how my own child's senior year would go, I would have said you were nuts.
Dear Mom and Dad: I’m Sorry I Bothered You
Hi, Mom. Hi, Dad. I know you must be on the edge of your seats after reading a title like that, but I knew I had to get your attention somehow. You see, for the past few weeks since we've been on a stay-at-home order, I've been hearing you say things to me like "if... Continue Reading →
The Happy/Sad Days of Covid-19
As blessed as I am to have my family safe at home, I go to bed each night sad and terrified for others.
No Filter Needed
I don't want her to see the freckles where the summer sun kissed her face -- and make them disappear.
Still Failin’ After All These Years
I did it again, guys. I failed as a mom. Yesterday was my daughter's 9th birthday. She'd been counting down the days for weeks, and finally it was here and when she woke up she was SO excited, shouting "It's my birthday, it's my birthday!" I put all of her presents on the table so... Continue Reading →
Preserving My Family’s Legacy
I never knew either of my grandfathers. By the time I was born, one had already passed away and the other died not long after, so I was never able to experience grandpa things like sitting on their laps, or laughing at their jokes, or hearing them talk about what life was like when they... Continue Reading →
He Still Loves Her Just a Little
After having two boys two years apart, it took us a while to decide to have another baby (as I explained in another post, we had to discuss if he/she would be better than a new kitchen floor). Of course, after we made the decision, our baby girl was well worth the wait and I... Continue Reading →
Moms With Young Kids: You Won’t Enjoy Every Second (and that’s okay)
At the grocery store last week, I couldn't help but hear the commotion in the next aisle over: A tiny newborn crying, an adorable little voice asking repeatedly for a cookie, and something banging into a shelf. As I rounded the corner, I saw a huge plastic truck cart being driven by a preschooler while... Continue Reading →
