Have you ever looked around the house, noticing how many things need to be done? There are usually so many things we ought to do that we feel overwhelmed with the options and the demands. Then we end up doing none of them. If you frequently feel stressed and frazzled, it might not be because…
We’ve all seen those online articles, calculating what a mother would earn on the free market. No matter how high it estimates a wage for motherhood and homemaking, we all know it’s ridiculous. There is no price we can put on late night feedings, on intense parenting conversations, on making a grocery trip both frugal…
Trans teens typically reject the boy-girl dichotomy…They make little effort to adopt the stereotypical habits of men…They flee womanhood like a house on fire, their minds fixed on escape, not on any particular destination. Abigail Shier, Irreversible Damage Can we talk about how it has come to be politically incorrect to automatically refer to a…
How many times have you sat at the table with your calendar and a notebook, listing out what needs to be done, looking at the lay of your week, and determining what should happen when? You create a plan to get all the housework done on a consistent basis so nothing ever gets out of…
Now is the promising time of year. The school supplies are in the story, the plans are on paper and not yet proven untenable, and the hope of a workable planner springs eternal. We’re fine with putting in the time to set up a planner. We’ll buy the planner, fill it out, decorate it with…
I have spent hundreds of dollars on planners. I have a large box full of every conceivable office supply product that might help with getting things done. I have spent hours – perhaps hours totaling days – setting up apps to help me track what I should be doing when. Back in the day, when…
“Make your bed.” “Did you brush your teeth?” “You washed your hands? Did you use soap?” “Stop. No whining.” Do you find yourself repeating yourself daily? Do your admonitions seem never to sink in or make a difference? Have you become the frustrated, nagging mom that you never wanted to be? I don’t have any…
At the time, I had a baby and a preschooler and someone who ought to be taught to read. But there were also 9-year-old and 7-year-old boys. I’d tell them to go get dressed, planning on starting school after they came back downstairs. I’d load the dishwasher, wipe the counter, start a load of laundry,…
Nothing humbles us quite like motherhood, I think. You don’t know just how sinful you are until you actually have to serve and love others 24/7. You don’t realize just how ugly your sins are until you see them unvarnished in your toddler – or teen. When you live alone or with one likeminded adult,…
Last week the Supreme Court of the United States accomplished something I never expected in my lifetime: they overturned Roe v. Wade. Near the end of “pride month,” when it seemed America was panting to swirl down the toilet faster, a flash of light nearly blinded both sides. Of course, what followed the Supreme Court’s…