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22 Things I’ve Learned in 22 Years of Marriage
Marriage is a beautiful and hilarious journey, filled with sanctifying moments and messy challenges. As we celebrate 22 years together, I've learned that it's not about keeping up with the Joneses or having a perfect life. It's about enjoying the journey with the love of your life, working together to build a life that lasts.
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The Good, The Bad, and… The Misunderstood
Some stories in motherhood become part of our family lore — the kind that get retold for years because the misunderstanding was just that good. Our original Parenting Failures moment is one of those, and apparently… the tradition continues. This week, a simple, sweet conversation with my 12‑year‑old spiraled into something unexpectedly hilarious. Another misunderstanding. Another dramatic reaction. Another entry in our ever‑growing archive of parenting moments gone sideways. If you loved Part 1, you’re going to enjoy this one.
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When I Thought I Had to Be a “Good Mother” (Looking Back, Years Later)
Years ago, I sat on the edge of my bed after saying the same sentence 47 times and feeling my patience hanging by a thread. I thought good mothers never lost their temper, never doubted themselves, never blew it. But looking back now, I see how God used those messy, overwhelming moments to reshape my heart — not into a perfect mother, but into a growing one. This is the story of how grace changed everything.
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Rule of Thirds: How Subject Placement Changes the Story You’re Telling
Discover how the Rule of Thirds transforms photography with this easy-to-follow guide from the SOMM × MB Photography collaboration.
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Holding Littles, Middles, and Almost‑Grown
I’m in a season where I’m holding three stages of motherhood at once — rocking babies, guiding a tween, and letting go of grown kids. It’s a strange, beautiful overlap that’s stretching me in ways I didn’t expect. And somewhere inside it all, autoimmune life adds its own layer of hard. But maybe that’s the gift: seeing how every stage has its own holy, its own ache, its own stretch.
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The In‑Between Season of Motherhood: When Everything Changes Quietly
This season after graduation is tender in ways no one really prepares you for. The house gets quieter, the rhythm shifts, and your child begins stepping into a world that’s slowly expanding beyond your walls. You’re proud — so proud — but there’s also an ache for the simplicity of what used to be. If you’re living in that in‑between space, you’re not alone. Your role isn’t ending… it’s transforming.
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Motherhood: The Only Job Where Co-Workers Lick You and Cry Over the Wrong Color Cup
Happy Mother’s Day to all the beautifully exhausted, endlessly multitasking, and snack-hiding superheroes out there. This post is for YOU—the mom who just reheated her coffee for the third time, the mom who’s learned to interpret toddler tantrums like a trained UN-negotiator, and the mom who thought she’d “nap when the baby naps” (LOL forever).
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Why Doing It All Doesn’t Work (And What I’m Learning Instead)
I used to believe that if I just tried hard enough, I could give 100% to every part of my life—motherhood, homeschooling, work, home, all of it. But lately I’ve realized something both humbling and strangely freeing: the math isn’t mathing. No matter how much effort I pour in, six different things can’t all get 100% of me at the same time. This is the story of what happens when perfectionism meets real life… and what I’m learning to do instead.
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“I’m Not Rude, I’m Introverted”: The Misunderstood Things Introverts Do in Public
If you’ve ever walked away from a social situation replaying every tiny moment like you’re the lead detective in your own brain, you’re not alone. Introverts get mislabeled as rude, distant, or uninterested all the time — when really, we’re just trying to protect our energy and communicate in ways that feel safe. From avoiding phone calls to slipping out of group conversations quietly, these behaviors aren’t attitude… they’re survival.
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First, Fast, and With a Smile: Teaching Full Obedience From the Early Years
I didn’t know our simple obedience rule would stick. I didn’t know it would matter. But hearing my little one proudly tell his teacher, “I obeyed fast… and I smiled,” showed me that the quiet, everyday work of parenting really does echo.
