by Lisa-Jo | May 30, 2011 | Callings, Daughters, Faith, Motherhood
I hold you, my darling daughter, in the dark. I can hear your breathing, blindly seeking me out, mouth open and expectant. I am all instinct and no real thought aside from a desire for sleep and the knowing that the way back to bed lies through this 2am feeding. This...
by Lisa-Jo | May 24, 2011 | Callings, Faith, Travel
That voice in your head that says you’re no good. That says you’re uncool. That says you’re always behind the curve, at the back of the line, in the dark. That says you’ll never catch up, never get a break, never live into the dream you’re chasing in the midnight...
by Lisa-Jo | May 23, 2011 | Faith, Motherhood
It’s late. Only 9pm. But so late. The night shift will soon begin and the day shift with bathtimes and teeth brushing battles has only just begun to wind down. I slink away for a bit to steal some quiet and maybe some few moments of sleep in between shifts. But...
by Lisa-Jo | May 16, 2011 | Faith, Motherhood
For 10 minutes yesterday afternoon we couldn’t find our (nearly) six-year-old son, Jackson. It’s the most terrified I have ever been. It was the sacred Sunday nap hour. His younger brother and dad were sleeping. He and I had cleaned the playroom, got out the new chalk...
by Lisa-Jo | May 11, 2011 | Faith, Family, Kids, Motherhood, Raising Boys
The bacon sizzles hot and fat in the pan. The microwave sings alongside and dust motes dance in the sun along my window frames. Me and the house exhale loudly. The morning tornado of boys has been safely delivered to preschool, the baby is sleeping and other than...
by Lisa-Jo | May 4, 2011 | Callings, Faith
Whether I’m hiding behind my kids or not. Whether I’m tired, wraggedy, or manic. He sees me. Not my undone laundry or my messy house. Not my mismatched curtains or my futon with the chocolate milk stains. He sees me. Beyond the color of my hair or the size...