A Gallon of Milk Means Love

Last night was movie night in our house.  We were camped on on the bed, hubby on one side, me on the other, baby in between, my oldest son teetering on the far edge while his brothers and sister came and went.  They were more interested in fighting space battles with plastic light sabers than watching a shoot-em-up bang-bang movie on TV.The movie was pure action adventure, with an unlikely hero pitted against a stereotypically evil bad guy.  At one point, Bad Guy tells Hero that he must co … [Read more...]

Pause

If I interrupt this silent reverenceWith a hurry up, come, what do you see?I divert her quiet moment with nature,And point it instead at me.At screens, voices, more stimulation,Questions, answers and explanationsBut what really matters, what makes it real,Is that here she learn to listen and feel.Touching the textures and rhythms of creationThis reverence may one day lead to worshipOne day she may hear the pulsing glorificationFrom rocks under foot and leaves over … [Read more...]

Then it Struck me: I am reborn…

 Since my son has opened his eyes to the new, blurry to his eyes, world, I started seeing the world differently. Throughout this last year and the years to come, I am being raised all over again along with my son. I am being recycled as a new human being, but this time with more patience, compassion and appreciation for the value of life. Motherhood has become a necessary ingredient defining me rather than just a name on a birth certificate. Having a child has made me value life. It has made m … [Read more...]

Defining the World, Defining You, My Son

  My eldest, who is fascinated with lists comparing largest tsunamis or most populated cities in the world, one day asks me at the dinner table, “Mama, what is the tallest building in New York City?” I look at him and hesitate, “Well, umm, it used to be these two buildings called the Twin Towers….” and I can see his eyes transfixed on me as he sees the caveat coming….”but it’s now the Empire State Building.”  And now he’s stopped eating and the inevitable question, “what happened?” I stare at him … [Read more...]

Our Choice: Public School

There is a fascinating thread on the GrowMama discussion board about the benefits of public schools versus alternative schooling. This piece was written before that discussion was underway and is not a response. We hope readers will share their thoughts on this topic in both the comment section of the blog and on the discussion board!My husband and I are committed to sending our daughter to public school. On a very rudimentary level, we took this for granted since we both went to public … [Read more...]

Wedding Jewels

Some brides have the honor (and accountability) to receive more than ample wedding jewelry.  Ornamented in heavy metal leaking with gems has never been a pleasant pass time of mine. However recently, it’s been a very nice mother-daughter time with my five year old.For years, I’ve had most of my wedding jewelry stored away safe and sound in a place far away from my mind. As little girls grow, you start to see their interests and mine was definitely inclined to glitter, glitter and glit … [Read more...]

Fathers and Sons

My life revolves around building blocks and sticky hands, plastic cars and before-bed giggles, snack time sweets and wind-up trains, and days and nights immersed in the mind of a just turned two year old. Since my son was born I have been exploring this role called ‘mother’, trying to seek out my way, stumbling often, frustrated often, but always aware of the huge blessing and huge responsibility that comes wrapped up in the tiny package of my little boy.I want for him all the good that I’v … [Read more...]

Embracing Solitude

I seek silence. Away from my baby's incessant demands, away from the madness of world events, away from talking points and talking heads, away from analysts and experts, away from the clamor disguised as music, away from constructed noise channels that refuse to leave me alone.Even as I shut down everything around me, I don't revel in complete silence. The constant hum of electricity penetrates my senses, the distant wail of an ambulance speaks of an urgency far away, the banging of a … [Read more...]

The Price Of Doing Business

For every moment I steal for myself, I pay a price. Today, a call to my mother cost me a soapy bathroom.- Laura BrownLaura Brown is a stay at home mom of two little ones. She happily holds the title of CFO (Chief Financial Officer) of her family. … [Read more...]

Roadblocks to Mercy

If He opens a door for you, thereby making Himself known,pay no need if your deeds do not measure up to this.For, in truth, He has not opened it for you but out ofa desire to make Himself known to you.(from the Hikam)Since becoming a mother I’ve started to appreciate the incredible blessing of free time.  (Or, as they say, “you don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone”:P)  Busy with daily responsibilities, it’s almost impossible to maintain the same level of focus and time dedicated … [Read more...]