The other day I heard a fascinating anecdote on the local Christian radio station. I’m not sure if it’s totally legit, and it certainly didn’t sound scientific, but it still intrigued me. Apparently some pastor camped out on the streets somewhere and posted a sign saying he’d pay 25 cents to anyone who’d sit downContinue reading “The story of your life”
Tag Archives: Disappointment
The post-pregnancy post / Alternate title: How becoming a mom didn’t make me happy and why I’m (now) OK with that
Well, here it is, 15 months after giving birth to my second son, my first biological child, and I’m finally getting back into this blogging thing. Who knew raising two kids 2 and under (now 3 and 1) would hinder insightful, reflective journaling about one’s innermost thoughts and feelings? As it turns out, it’s difficultContinue reading “The post-pregnancy post / Alternate title: How becoming a mom didn’t make me happy and why I’m (now) OK with that”
The meaning of ‘worth the wait’
I suck at waiting. Stoplights, checkout lines, doctor’s offices – all annoy me to no end. Whether it’s a minor inconvenience or a major impediment, any circumstance that places me in a state of suspense throws my contrived sense of order and stability into a maelstrom of anxiety-addled emotions. Put me on call hold, I’llContinue reading “The meaning of ‘worth the wait’”
A New Year
The year 2011 has gotten off to a crazy start. First, the Seahawks upset the Saints in the NFC wild card game. Then, we got a call informing us that a birthmother who had already delivered her baby had selected us as her adoptive family, and we became parents overnight. Before I launch into theContinue reading “A New Year”
Hope for the holidays
This isn’t the Christmas I’d hoped for. Actually, this is the third Christmas in a row that isn’t turning out the way I’d wanted. For three years now, my vision of a perfect Christmas involved me being pregnant or being a mom. But apparently, my vision isn’t God’s will for my life, at least notContinue reading “Hope for the holidays”
