Ways to help Refugees and Immigrants in San Antonio

If you’re like me, Facebook and social media, in general, used to be an escape. You know, a way to take a break from the kids and look at funny memes and cute babies. Now, it’s well… 2017 and a political wasteland. I’ve lost friends. I’ve almost broken my neck from all the head shaking….

A New Baby, Science, and Proof of A Mother’s Love

Fake butterflies and dragonflies dangled from the plain office ceiling. My nerves fluttered as my husband sat in an office chair just beyond a portable ultrasound machine. Our eyes fixated. The image confirmed what we already knew—we’re having a third baby! The doctor pointed to the baby’s tiny beating heart and I felt mine. “It’s…

Timeless Wishes

      I absolutely LOVE birthday cards! It’s such a sweet treat to open a card and read the loving words inside. My love language is clearly words of affirmation. Over the years, I’ve moved more than a dozen times (sometimes packing everything I owned into my car.) Yet, I’ve always made space for…

Grace Up Close: An Interview with Author Catia Holm

Friends, have you ever met someone who just oozes presence? Bona fide Grace? That’s what I feel when I chat with my friend Catia Holm. She’s a mom, wife and fellow writer. Her first book The Courage to Become: Stories of Hope for Navigating Love, Marriage and Motherhood out NOW. (I wrote this post last…

Breastfeeding, A Love Story

  I strutted around the house with a little-girl-grin, oranges stuffed in my shirt and teetering on my mother’s high heels. Even at four years old, I wanted breasts of my own. I’m not going to lie and say life didn’t bust open the moment mine appeared junior year of high school. It most definitely…

Adventures in Motherhood

I swiveled around in my chair to the sound of someone yelling “Get them out of there!” I darted straight toward a partially collapsed bounce house at a friend’s backyard birthday party. I recognized the shrill screams coming from inside. “Mommy!” I dove toward the sound through a small entrance and lifted a heavy flap…

My Sneaky Little Addiction

I’ve been thinking a lot about addiction. Chiefly my addiction to the android I’m using to write this blog post. If you ask me? It’s a fairly mild case. I leave my phone in my purse when I’m around friends. I don’t use it at the dinner table. I try not to check it first…

The Motherhood Hustle

“That’s it. I’m buying pillows,” I told my husband as I clutched a wad of fabric. My disappointment as visible as the botched seems. It looked so easy. My sister-in-law helped make a curtain for my kitchen window. I thought “I’ll save money and make matching pillows too. Maybe, I’ll even sell them on Etsy!”…

Holding My Heart Open

My heart felt like a steel elevator ready to slam shut. My toddler’s whines about an itchy shirt tag at bedtime started loosening my grip on the red doors I patiently propped open all day long. “I’m feeding your sister. You can change your shirt but I can’t cut the tag right now.” He cried,…

Why My Life Is Better (AND WORSE) Than It Looks On Facebook

My life looks pretty good on Facebook. Handsome husband. Happy kids. Joyful moments. Good Cropping. That’s why this week’s video from confidence coach Catia Holm reverberated. “Is your life as good as it appears on Facebook?” I thought about it. I only post videos and pictures I want to remember—the shiny stuff between tantrums and…