motherhood

To The Field We Go

My oldest son is 6. He’s never shown interest in playing any organized sports. We play soccer in the backyard. We move my dining room table and play hockey, but he’s never really shown a true interest. My other two on the other hand have. So I signed Deacon up for T-ball. This is painful… Continue reading To The Field We Go

just me

A Cluttered Head

I’ve been off my game lately. My head is cluttered. Work has been really busy. Home life has been super crazy. All of the events are starting; showers, baptisms, weddings, etc. My usual saving grace is running. The treadmill or the pavement, it doesn’t matter. Running gives me clarity. I go at my own pace.… Continue reading A Cluttered Head