Category Archives: discontent

Behind the Curtain of Motherhood

After having my second baby girl, I expected to love her immediately, just as I had with my first. I knew in my head that love would multiply as our family grew from three to four, but I was both surprised … Continue reading

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Day 27/31 Days of Five Minute Free Writes 2017: OVERCOME

Day 27 Being overcome by sadness feels like being overcome by exhaustion.  The weight of memories and regrets make the tears fall harder.  We all deal with grief differently, but I myself as a complete sap and someone who wears … Continue reading

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Day 24/31 Days of Five Minute Free Writes 2017: REVISE

Day 24 Today, I decided to check out a park nearby that I’d heard about from a mom at MOPS last week.    After a late start, I was strapping my daughter, Noelle, into her car seat about 30 minutes … Continue reading

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Five Minute Friday : Worth

There is something deep inside our souls, intentionally placed there.  It’s a desire to be connected to something bigger than we are, a longing for the feeling of home, or something we can’t quite put our finger on. We crave … Continue reading

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Real life on purpose

A few months ago I started becoming less than content with my life.  It starts with scrolling frenetically through Facebook, reading everyone’s posts about great vacations they’re on, new babies, new relationships, who’s selling what, down to angry political rants and … Continue reading

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Tweener Phase

Patience is a fruit that is still very green on my branches.  I’m in what I call a “tweener phase,” since any instance of tweens is awkward.  As a middle-school aged tween, I was completely awkward with braces, sported a … Continue reading

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discontent

It’s been one of those days, weeks, and maybe even months.  Where everything seems futile and pointless.  All of the fun has leaked out and even laughing seems fake and hollow.  I don’t feel like seeing anyone except for those … Continue reading

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