Tag Archives: Mothering Well

I stood at the kitchen sink, washing the dinner dishes as she wandered into the kitchen, her face partially covered with her wild, blonde curls. As I loaded in plates, spoons and bowls, she looke...

I told myself I’d go to bed early. It was one of my biggest goals for September. On this particular day, I was preparing for our second day of homeschooling and I needed my sleep. But, sleep did...

“Mom, why are you made of jelly?” my five year-old son asked me the other day as he then, adding salt to the wound, proceeded to poke his index finger into my stomach. I am glad to not be ...

When I was seventeen, my best friend, Tania, and I jumped into my white Plymouth Duster and drove from State College, Pennsylvania, to Atlanta, Georgia—straight through in thirteen hours. We dro...

My daughter, Annie, recently started 1st grade and it is has not gone the way she planned. The day before school started, she spent nearly an hour applying her fake Lisa Frank press-on nails, getting ...

Stop me if this sounds familiar. The alarm goes off. You roll over and your first thought is, "It cannot possibly be morning already." So you hit snooze, because you know yourself and you've set your ...

It’s a new school year and things will be a bit different for us.  You see, our 17 year old daughter has decided not to go forward with playing Basketball.  “Who cares!” yo...

In case you missed it, the oldest child of the famous Duggar family is in the news again, this time for confessed infidelity (among other things). No matter your thoughts on this family in ...

I remember watching my eldest get on the kindergarten bus on her first day of school.  There was fear in her eyes and she looked way too tiny to be heading off to face the world on her own. ...

I'm reading another blog. And she's going on and on in flowery language about this blessed motherhood and I find myself wondering, "are we even living the same experience?" And she talks about the pri...