About the Blog
When I started this blog in 2008, I was in the throws of the toddler and baby years. I’m still around just as public proof that mothers can survive those years. Though my children are now older (and we’re down to just one child in pull-ups at bedtime), I’ve spent most of the last decade changing diapers, and let’s face it — it ain’t pretty. I’m pretty sure that I was not cut out to be the mother of small children. And yet . . . deep down inside I sometimes recognize a spark of divinity that tells me this really is what I was meant to do.
Motherhood is relentless. Some jobs have vacation time, lunch breaks, and personal days. And then there’s motherhood. With its constant onslaught of demands, expectations, exhaustion and joy, it’s the most blessed and discouraging job on earth. This blog celebrates the journey, and reminds us all that we are not alone. There is a God above who loves that we’re trying and millions of other mothers with the same secret struggles, and they both know just how we feel.
So welcome to the blog intended to remind you that when you’re up to your elbows in diapers, laundry, battery-operated toys and macaroni and cheese, you’re still a daughter of God. So cry a little, laugh it out, say a prayer and move on. (But come back. Moms need each other.)