The newness of motherhood…

A few weeks ago, I attended a one-year birthday celebration. The party was brimming with newness! Expectant moms that were glowing, tired new moms, committed new moms. There was a palpable expression of joy and love. It was refreshing – Yet I found myself thinking…  Do they know? Do they know how challenging parenting will … More The newness of motherhood…

It has a name…

It’s called CPV It has a name Never in a million years did I ever think I would utter these words. I am a victim of Child/Parent Violence.  It falls under the definition of domestic violence from a child towards a parent. That’s what happened to me, to our family.  I do not share this … More It has a name…

Where are the instructions…to parenting?

It was our recent trip to the country’s largest IKEA that prompted this blog! It was our first time walking through this monstrosity of a home goods store. We didn’t think we were going to buy anything, we just wanted to walk around, but we grabbed a bag. By the time we got to the … More Where are the instructions…to parenting?

Hold him…

There I was sitting across from my son getting ready to be as vulnerable as possible, not truly knowing how he would receive my heart.  And so, I leaped! I was nervous, but I needed him to know of my inner sorrow so that I could heal our brokenness.  And then it happened…healing and wholeness. We … More Hold him…

He’s not broken…

This week I struggled… You see the senseless tragedy of Wednesday, February 14, 2018, known as Valentine’s Day and the celebration of Ash Wednesday for Catholics and Christians around the world, is now a date where countless of families will remember the loss of their child, their loved one. The irony of both, Valentine’s Day, a … More He’s not broken…

The Waiting Room… (Part 1)

It was like any other 10-month-old check up.  We walked in, greeted all the wonderful staff and were escorted to our exam room.  We stripped Rob, the nurses weighed him, check his growth, and conducted his usual blood tests.  Nothing unusual, nothing exciting, but as new parents, everything was fascinating.  I recall my husband always … More The Waiting Room… (Part 1)

They are completely different…but their hearts are the same.

I sat and watched as tears flowed down his tender face as he watched his older brother remember his Uncle.  His older brother stood tall, spoke with grace and tenderness about the sweet memories he had with his Tio, yet the tears flowed uncontrollably.  I sat quietly as the tears streamed down my face for … More They are completely different…but their hearts are the same.

Grace Extended…​

Grace – (n) – mercy, clemency pardon It seemed unimaginable. First came the phone call. The voice on the other end, desperate, screaming, crying, scared. “Mom, please tell dad to hurry, I’m hurt, I am really hurt.” What! Where? How? Where are you? – All questions I asked out loud and tons more racing through … More Grace Extended…​