Ordinary time

November 30, 2018 in Life

Advent is quickly approaching. It’s a time of preparation, of waiting, of anticipation. It’s as if we spend the month holding our breaths — waiting for the sweetest exhalation in seeing our Savior born humbly into the arms of our Blessed Mother and inhaling the deepest joy in His coming into the world.

But ordinary time — that’s my sweet spot. It’s the everyday sweet of simply being. It’s not my time of deep introspection and examination or reevaluation and coming into something new. It’s my time to just be with the Lord as He walks with me through this life. It is the daily grind and the fought bed times and the piles of laundry and the unanswered emails and the grocery shopping and the appointments.

Sibling love

November 21, 2018 in Motherhood

‘Twas a crisp evening in November, when laughter filled my home and these three siblings showered each other with love. They say a picture is worth a thousand words, well how about a few pictures and a couple videos of my cutie little darlings.

Dear Emma and Henry,

June 02, 2017 in Motherhood

To my dear Emma and my dear Henry. My dearest little ones.

You are just little souls right now, with spirit and fire. You are pure energy. You are pure love. You giggle and yell and run and crawl and scream and cry and laugh and jump and clap and hug and kiss.

I am writing this letter to you, as siblings. As sister and as brother. As a little three year-old and ten month-old.

You are siblings. This is a special relationship, one that is to be cultivated and honored.

My wish for the two of you is a simple one. Love each other.

Be friends. Be kind. Listen. Laugh.

That means lifting the other one up. That means celebrating each other. That means supporting each other.

Share joy. Share food. Share toys. Share memories. Share time.

That means being there in the hard times. That means calling the other out when it's needed. That means praying, always praying, with and for each other.

Be the one the other calls when there is good news or when there is bad. Cry together. Be there.

And above all, love each other, always.

A Friday at home

December 09, 2016 in Home

Fridays have become a special day for the kids and me. I don't work on Fridays and Emma does not have school. Emma, Henry, and I get to spend the day together and while sometimes two kids feels like twenty, the simple moments in between diaper changes, snack making, and crumb vacuuming have become some of my favorites.

On a gloomy and rainy day like today I feel no guilt about staying inside in our PJs all day. We have done art projects, made blanket forts, watched Mickey Mouse clubhouse, and danced around to Christmas carols.

I captured a few of these moments on my good camera and it makes me realize that although I am up to my eyeballs in the messiness of motherhood, my heart is overflowing with gratitude, love, and purest joy.