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Planting Trees
Last weekend Joe and I purchased a peach tree from Lowes and planted it along the property line next to the one we planted last spring. We planted the initial tree after my first miscarriage in March of last year. As we broke the ground with my parents, we laughed about how I always pick spots with huge rocks (these looked like cobble stones) and we dodged Scooby’s wild bamboo-pole-ninja-chopping. Though it was left unspoken between us, I feel like…
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I can't be your friend because you're too pretty
What is it about body image that emotionally confines us to living with our own preconceived ideas of people’s character and their judgment of us? Generally, I am deluded enough to classify myself as a nonjudgmental woman, one who bases her friendships on character, common interests, shared humor, etc. However, recently I’ve found myself living out old high school insecurities about my physical appearance, allowing it to dictate how I approach other women and how I think they are approaching…
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Poop Poop?
Whe Scooby and I have a morning of errands to run, there is a small window of opportunity to get out the door that will allow enough time to complete everything without melting down in the middle of what is usually the last stop. If I spend the entire morning getting us ready, he gets upset that there’s no play time. So this morning we played downstairs and ate chocolate chip pancakes before I took a shower and blew out…
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Engineered, but not Reversed
Our church does this yearly practice in early January called “Reverse Engineering”. Individuals and families are asked to prayerfully assess nearly all aspects of their lives: priorities, habits and patterns, relationships, finances, daily schedules, vacations, emotional and physical health, spiritual development, family life, etc to make the most of the time and resources they have available. The idea is to look at where you see God directing your life – 1,2,5 and 40 years into the future – and begin…
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The Moments That Fill Two Points In Time
Time heals all wounds, time changes us, only time will tell… We give such credence to the power of time over our lives, but I am convinced that it is not the passage of time that changes us, but the moments that fill two points in time. I’ve loved reading my friends reflections of where they were ten years ago. Ten years ago, I celebrated New Years Eve with my high school friends who all returned to Chattanooga for the…
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Belly Pic, 15 Weeks
Friday we all met with the second of my two obgyns for a prenatal checkup. I hadn’t gained any weight since last month, I obviously needed to drink a lot more water (I blame being sick for almost two weeks), and I was nervous as we waited to get to listen for the little one. Well the doctor nailed the baby’s location with the doppler on first try, about two inches south and to the slight right of my belly…
