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I’m always a little torn about birth stories. I love hearing other people’s stories—I’m just not so sure about sharing mine. It feels a little bit presumptuous, and a whole lot personal.

I've been thinking about it on and off for a couple months now though, and I actually wrote the majority of this post back in March but wasn't sure I wanted to share it. Then recently I turned on the M Is for Mama podcast, only to discover the beginning of a series of birth stories from a mama of ten.

And now I'm excited about my own stories all over again.

So if a birth story is not your thing, find someone else’s blog to read. 🙂 ...continue reading

No mother is just a mother. We all have hobbies and interests, even if they’ve been on the back burner so long we’ve about forgotten them. Some of us have side gigs; some of us have little projects we fit in here and there.

I have a few of those, but the one that takes up the most of my time these days is probably the business bookkeeping. I won’t lie, there are quite a few days when I ponder how much extra time I would have if I wasn’t always filling in the cracks with paying bills and entering data and filing invoices. ...continue reading

I don’t know why you read here, and I hope you don’t either because, my word, my 2023 blog posts have been all over the map. Literally.

In January, a house tour in Australia. In February, a book review about Mennonites kidnapped in Haiti and another book review about parenting and brain science.

Let’s not get off track here in March, shall we? 🙂

How about a trip to the zoo . . . Emmett’s first zoo trip. Sebastian’s, too. Even Alec’s first time, although I probably shouldn’t be admitting that. A child not going to the zoo till they’re five years old? When the zoo is literally less than an hour away?

I think we kept saying, Let’s wait till he’s old enough to appreciate it. And then another baby brother would come along, so we’d say, Let’s wait till he’s old enough to appreciate it. And pretty soon, another baby brother came along, and we finally just went. ...continue reading

Do I blog in winter?

I wish.

I was supposed to be blogging every other week this year. I made it to April. Or was it March? And I managed to eke out a few posts after Emmett was born.

And then, silence.

Not silence here, not in my house, certainly not.

Just silence on the blog.

And even now, I literally wiped my wet hands dry and left an overflowing counter of dirty dishes to perch quickly on my chair at the computer and write a few words. ...continue reading