The way he says “mammm-ma” when he’s sleepy with his little feet pitter-pattering behind me. The way he energetically yells “DAH-DA” in his most roaring voice as he jumps into Chris’ arms. He’s quick to share, surprises me by putting my shoes away for me after I take them off, or puts his dirty PJsContinue reading “My Struggle is My Child’s Salvation”
Have you ever felt in control of a scenario, but quickly realize you have little to no control of what is actually happening?
For the past few months I’ve heard God in bits and pieces, but I couldn’t find the “missing piece” to what I felt He was speaking to me. I’d jump on here to write and feel thoughtless within minutes. As I spent more time praying and asking, I realized the missing piece was simply me searching my own heart through His teaching.
It was 6am after I participated and successfully finished my first marathon: 27-hour natural labor and delivery. I didn’t expect to be finishing it on my own, without Chris and Lewis, but here I was – relying on my midwife, Kim, more than ever. I delivered my placenta and nearly shot out of the bedContinue reading “Lewis’ Birth Story: Part II”