My birthday is coming up next month and for some reason as this particular birthday approaches I feel old. This is the year I turn 30+5. That’s what I’ve decided to refer to it as, 30+5, because the actual combination of the numbers is just too much for me right now. I think I… Continue reading 30+5
Last night, at just under 3 weeks old, our daughter had her onstage debut at our church women’s Christmas event. Here’s what I told her (and a room packed full of women of all ages)… Naomi, do you see all those people out there? Ok, I realize you can’t actually see that far yet, but… Continue reading Anticipation
Dearest Baby Girl, In about a month we will finally get to meet you. Your Dad, your brothers and I are incredibly excited about it. I admit that the first part of getting to meet us, the actual birth process, is going to be a bit of a rude awakening – for both you and… Continue reading Enough
Last night I sat at the dinner table worn, exhausted, contemplating my effectiveness as a mom. An hour earlier I had been kneeling in the rain on the edge of a busy sidewalk as dozens of people walked by. I was clinging to my four year old and using every tool in both my mom… Continue reading It’s Not for the Weak
Sometimes I need to let myself be held. My 3 year old son is constantly moving; constantly running, and yelling, and playing, and seeking people to interact with, love on, and be loved by. He is small but strong and determined, and he lives life without abandon. And yet in spite of his overwhelming independent… Continue reading Lessons I am Learning from My 3 Year Old
Abby Kitchin 