It’s been one year. A year that I will never forget. A year that is leaving deep imprints on my soul.
Moving into motherhood, I knew I had nothing
figured out. I knew I was clueless
and that it was going to be hard and that I was going to need friends and family to come alongside us on the journey. I remember questioning the basics: Do I really know how to change a diaper? Am I supposed to burp her if she falls asleep or just let her be? Do I heat the bottle up in the microwave or on the stovetop or under water? Does any of this matter?
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“First clean the inside of the cup and dish, so that the outside may become clean as well” Matthew 23:26
There it is again, staring me straight in the face. It’s the milk container. In the cupboard.
Good grief. How could I do that again? “Mom brain” has officially taken on a whole new meaning lately. This is the second time I’ve tucked the milk safely into the cupboard after my morning coffee. And there it lived for a full 24 hours. Yuck.
So now we are off to a coffee-less morning (because I just can’t drink coffee black). Nonetheless, a little person needs my love and this house needs some serious attention.
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