Somewhere Between Stay-at-Home Mom and Whatever Comes Next
What happens when you can finally see the end of the stay-at-home-mom years—and realize you have absolutely no idea what comes next? Somewhere between career tests, unfinished questions, five years away from my profession, and a suspicious number of home projects, I’m realizing maybe I’m not looking for something else to do. Maybe I’m trying to figure out who I want to be next.
Apparently, I Work Here Now
I went to the lake for the summer to relax. This was my first mistake. Somewhere between repairing the cabin, managing boat drama, and trying to keep my garden alive, I realized I might finally be getting too old for my own version of a working vacation.
Day Four Without AC, But At Least the Kids Have Beds
It is a balmy 78 degrees in this house. Day four without air conditioning. I am not okay. But today, the kids finally got their beds.
God Tried to Smite Me Today
I have long since said that God is just a little kid with a magnifying glass. Today proved it. He tried to smite me. He just missed.
I Love My Kids. I Just Need Everyone to Keep Their Pants On.
Homeschool Tip: You Don’t Have to Finish the Whole Workbook
I thought we had to finish every single workbook by the end of the year. Turns out… that’s not how learning actually works. Here’s the homeschool mindset shift that changed everything for me.
The Pipe Dream of an Uninterrupted Cup of Coffee
Four hours of childcare should feel like freedom, but the mental checklist of motherhood rarely turns off. A reflection on homeschooling, exhaustion, and the pipe dream of an uninterrupted cup of coffee.
When Peace Feels Suspicious
For years, home didn’t feel safe.
This is a story about survival mode, resilience, and what it means to finally find peace again — even when peace feels unfamiliar.
God Made Them Cute (Because Bedtime Is a Marathon)
There’s a reason people say God made kids cute—especially when bedtime turns into a marathon of extra hugs, one more question, and the hundredth trip out of the bedroom. Some nights feel exhausting, chaotic, and hilarious all at once—but hidden in those long evenings are the small moments that remind us just how little our kids still are.
The Garden That Wasn't Supposed to Have Stairs
I built a rock wall one stone at a time while solo parenting two small children during a PCS move. Then a mulch truck backed into it and changed the plan completely. Turns out, some of the best parts of life aren't the ones we design—they're the ones we create after everything goes sideways.