Leaning Back
She leaned back into the soapy water, and we heard “whack!” as her head hit the side of the tub. Screaming ensued. Daddy swooped in,
She leaned back into the soapy water, and we heard “whack!” as her head hit the side of the tub. Screaming ensued. Daddy swooped in,
Sex and money. In our abysmal Pre-cana class before getting married, we were told that sex and money are the top two things that newly-weds
I had been overweight for as long as I can remember. The pictures tell the story. By fourth grade I had chipmunk cheeks and extra
On my personal blog, Fumbling Toward Grace, I”ve taken an Advent blogging break in order to focus more on adequate spiritual preparation for Christmas, and
“O let all who thirst, Let them come to the water And let all who have nothing, Let them come to the Lord.” Today’s post
“Then the King will say to those on His right, ‘Come, you who are blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from
I sat down to read the newspaper, baby napping, hot coffee in hand. The headline – 1 in 15 Americans Now Part of Poorest Poor
“Fairy tales do not give a child his first idea of bogey. What fairy tales give the child is his first clear idea of the
His name is Michael. He would have turned two this month. We had been married for 2 months, to the day. March 3, 2009. I
When I lived in Chicago, I worked as a counselor at a crisis pregnancy center (CPC) downtown, just across the street from Millennium Park. I
There are 84 days until Christmas. Does that number fill you with dread thinking of all that has to be done? Joy at the thought
Way back when I first became a contributor to this excellent site, the first post suggestion was to do something biographical. Talk about who I
In the 9 months since our daughter was born, I have changed approximately 1,500 diapers. I’m not sure how much spit-up I’ve wiped (how could
One In Christ Sometimes I wonder how we got here. My husband and I. The cold, clear January day when we stood face to face
It”s been a tough week. Last Sunday I had a fever and was trying to fight a cold. Last Monday my daughter, Maggie, came down
I used to be pro-choice. I rolled my eyes with fierce contempt whenever the very active pro-life ministry at my college would have a table
I was just looking for concealer. I am a mom; under-eye circles are par for the course. Running low, I snuck away for a