Before you're a mom, people (usually older people) will say something like... " You've never known love until you've held your child."And those of us who maybe had loved before being a mom would maybe snort (or plaster on a less-than-genuine smile) and think... "well, I sure didn't marry my husband because I hated him."But
"I celebrated Avery’s last birthday ever on October 5, 2012. Except I didn’t know it was her last. Our last. Nineteen days later, on October 24, 2012, Avery died instantly as a result of a single car accident . . ."This is how AVERYday Ministries' blog begins. And yet, the end is not something you might expect .
That's it.I'm changing my name.I'm no longer "Rachel." Or "Mom."I'm "woman who chases tornado baby around the house picking crap off the floor in a far less efficient manner than tornado baby can scatter it."Or maybe "woman who not only cleans poop off baby bottom many times a day, but must also now clean it
Recently I had blogged about the hard stuff in life. It's still there. And I hadn't wanted to post about all the good things because I felt like that was ignoring the bad. But isn't the opposite equally true? Only posting the bad ignores all the good?So ... Here are a few good things in
Lately I haven't been much up for blogging. Or for posting on facebook. I want to write about some stuff that's going on, but this is neither the time, nor the place (nor am I the person) for it. And I want to share the good... But that feels dishonest because it's not acknowledging the