Parenthood is the epitome of finding yourself five minutes into a beautiful plan that has utterly derailed. Plan a birthday party and your toddler will wake up with a fever of 101. Get everyone miraculously dressed in time for church and the minute you’re about to walk out the door, every single pair of socks in the house will have disappeared into the black void of no return. Meticulously map out a route for all your out-of-state relatives to find keep reading…
27 Dec 2010
Three years and still my favorite Christmas present
Today you turned three years old and had a temperature of 101. We’d bought plates and balloons and party favors all in your beloved puppy theme. They’re all still in plastic bags. We’d ordered a sheet cake and planned hot dogs and chips. They’re all still unopened. We’d bought presents and the only one you wanted was the black lab puppy. We’d invited family over and all day it was just you and me or dad on the sofa. You keep reading…
27 Dec 2010
A postcard out of hibernation
So far, it’s been an outstanding break. How about you? Photo: Cousins in snow.
25 Dec 2010
Pregnant with Christmas, Part 5: The Birthing
I have been marking the weeks of Advent with this series - Pregnant with Christmas. You can read the first chapters here: part one, part two, part three, and part four. Today brings us full circle. The first time I give birth, I am afraid. I am in South Africa, home after a decade away, and afraid of the vast unknown of child birth. The second time I give birth, I am more afraid. Because this time I know what lies ahead. I realize keep reading…
20 Dec 2010
Pregnant with Christmas, part 4: The Choosing
As we travel toward December 25th, I will be marking the four weeks of Advent with this series - Pregnant with Christmas. You can read part one here, part two here and part three over here. With one child born two days after Christmas and my tummy full of another one right now, so many of my thoughts are on that teenage mother of 2,000 years ago and her un-shakeable faith. So, each Sunday I will offer part of my own stumbling keep reading…
Mandy Scarr
