Now that I am on the other side of the TTC journey, I realize how very caught up I was in the whole thing.

Grace and Gabriel. That's what I named my twins. The ones who were so bound and determined to stay that I lost my left Fallopian tube along with them. I didn't have the heart to name my third baby, whom I miscarried just a few weeks after bringing home our first-born daughter through domestic adoption. What right did I have to grieve over a child when I held a perfectly healthy one in my arms? My babies were only the size of a cherry, but in my mind they have chubby thighs an

My inspiration for this week's post comes from my new favorite magazine, The Magnolia Journal, where the current summer issue features people who demonstrate what Joanna Gaines calls "quiet confidence". Thrust into the limelight on the heels of Fixer Upper, Joanna has been forced to grapple with how to stay true to herself while an abundance of popular opinion swirls around her. Lucky for us, the crew behind Magnolia Journal saw fit to include in the issue not only one, but t

And when you stand praying, if you hold anything against anyone, forgive them, so that your Father in heaven may forgive you your sins. (Mark 11:25 NIV) “You can have my kids for a weekend. That’ll cure you!” my cousin snickered as we stood outside the cottage balancing plates of hot dogs and potato salad. Meanwhile, a gaggle of toddlers dug in the sand, dads at their sides, as two other cousins plopped in lawn chairs lakeside, legs splayed, cradling pregnant bellies. Reeling