I can remember when I was pregnant, vividly remember. I remember praying every single night that my child would have a kind and gentle and sweet spirit. I can remember…
raising boys
He Grew Up Today…
He grew up today…. He pulled on his boots and walked right through my front door. He grew up today… He rarely says “mama” anymore—it’s mostly just “mom”. Unless he’s…
Sons and Daughters (Part 1) | Raising Our Boys to Be Men
Part 1 in a series about raising boys to be kind men, and raising girls to be courageous women. In society, I’m a brand new mom. I’m only (almost) 7…