On all the ways he’s changed me [a letter to my son on Mother’s Day]

It's me and you today Bug. I know you won't remember. You won't remember eating breakfast on the kitchen floor, light streaming in. You had a stare down with me over your breakfast. You are certainly a stubborn little thing. It's rather chilly for a morning in May--even for these mountains we brought you home …

On wanting to be ‘that’ mom [dealing with shame when we don’t meet our own expectations]

I wish she wouldn't take a photo of this. I don't want anyone to see this. I squirmed around in my blue linen dress, my cheeks flushed and shame filling my heart as our photographer friend took photographs of our little family. I sat on our living room couch, feeding my ten day old son …

On how to cook bacon [and navigating who is right and wrong in marriage]

In an attempt to reflect on our first year of marriage, I’ve been scratching out a few thoughts on things I’ve learned during these past [almost] 365 days.  *** Before Geoff and I were engaged, I begged him to take me camping in Red River Gorge, KY. I painted an idealistic picture of us sitting …