When they ask you what you did today

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“So,” he asks me. “What did you do today?” And I think about lists checked off and conference calls and the crock pot I had to run through the dishwasher and still rinse out by hand. I think about the four rooms that I vacuumed and the EBook cover design I’m excited about. I think [...]

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What you’re not good at is only half the story

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I’ve been staring at the brown wooden paneling in my daughter’s room for months because I’m too afraid to paint it. I don’t know how to pick paint colors. Or spackle. I’m not good at home decorating, or picking out tchotchkes or fabrics or frames. I don’t know how to sew. My culinary skills are [...]

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In God’s Heart I am: Beautiful

August 18, 2011

……….The unbelievable has happened. I actually recorded a video blog. {The word “vlog” gives me the heebie-jeebies}. This is a big first for me. And only because my friend Holley asked. And only because it was on the topic we all have been discussing the last couple of weeks – beauty. Hop on over here [...]

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You are more than your swim suit

May 31, 2011

My boys officially smell of summer. And to me summer smells like sunscreen. The ritual has begun – the spraying and lathering and rubbing into scalps of sweet smelling SPF 50  on blond hair and pale white bodies. {Sorry, boys, you may have got my blue eyes, but you also got my British genes.} They [...]

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If motherhood had a soundtrack, this would be it

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Sometimes motherhood sounds like chaos. But sometimes being a mother is more than a series of moments connected only by dirty diapers, empty baby wipe bins, toy cars strewn all over the bathroom floor, and bum cream. If you listen closely there is a melody that connects it all. There is a pulsating rhythm of [...]

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Five Minute Friday: If you met me

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Take a deep breath. You made it. It’s Friday. Got five minutes? Let’s write. Let’s write in shades of real and true and unscripted. Let’s just write and not worry if it’s just right or not. 1. Write for 5 minutes flat for pure unedited love of the written word. 2. Link back here and [...]

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You are my happy place

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Some days you just put one foot in front of the other. You don’t run, you simply walk, and it’s brave even when it might not look that way from the outside. Some days you take a newborn to your dentist appointment and when she starts to cry you just smile and tell him, “Better [...]

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Five Minute Friday: When I look in the mirror I see…

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I think by Friday often we only have about five minutes worth of writing left in us. So, around here, we spend them wisely. On lots of words and layers of meaning that haven’t been edited. We just write. For five minutes flat.  That’s how Five Minute Friday was born. Want to play? It’s fun. [...]

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The worst husband and the best maternity tour ever

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At 36 weeks pregnant I finally signed up for the obligatory maternity tour. While this is our third child, this is also our third hospital, state, country – so we wanted to get a feel for the digs, you know? One kid was in preschool and one was with a friend, so basically this is [...]

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The only kind of “Tiger Mother” I aspire to be

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There are tiger mothers who don’t write books or end up on best seller’s lists. There are tiger mothers who ferociously protect rather than (figuratively) eat their young. There are tiger mothers who rear up on hind legs and wrestle the world, its demons, and themselves for the children they are entrusted with. They are [...]

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