Growing Together

Reflections on family life, motherhood, relationships, and the work of becoming alongside the people we love most.

  • balancing career and motherhood
    Growing Together

    Balancing career and motherhood

    This is my season to let go of some things. This is not my season to advance in my career. Not my season to make the biggest impact possible in my community or within my therapy practice... but to nurture this little life inside of me

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    Lowering expectations

    Last night, I grieved.I grieved my "not-enoughness." In light of my new pregnancy, I grieved how I wouldn't be everything I wanted to be for my kids... Praise the Lord for this new baby because out of all the things that will push me to rely solely on God's…

  • Growing Together

    The gift of praising ourselves

    In that one imperfect step lies so much courage and strength... It’s the place where you risk letting go of what is familiar and step into what is more true and freeing. It doesn’t matter what the step looks like and if you wobble or trip when we make…

  • Watching our children grow
    Growing Together

    Nurturing our little lights

    My little girl has a bright light within her soul, growing brighter and brighter each day. Who am I to want to stifle this and keep her beaming, beautiful light all to myself? To keep her like a light flicker when it can be a flame?

  • joy in the present moment
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    Joy in the being

    How often we have to fight for peace...but when we do, we find it. My peace was here in the splashing and giggles and wet floor. I wanted it to last forever.

  • understanding autistic behavior
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    We’re all human

    What would it look like to step away from some of our social rules and give each other permission to just be human? After all, we're all trying to cope with the stress and overwhelm of life in the best way we can. What would it look like to…

  • working mom guilt
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    On working mom guilt

    It was a Monday morning. My 18 month old daughter cried extra hard when I said goodbye to her as she left with my husband for daycare. Feelings of guilt started rushing in as I watched them leave the driveway.