A Recap of Christmas

Christmas this year was truly so wonderful! Our two oldest children, Hannah and Paul, came all the way from Michigan to Colorado with their families to celebrate with us! As I described in my post, “Watching For, Waiting For, Welcoming the Light,”  the unique way we came to observe Advent when the children were little[…]

Watching For, Waiting For, Welcoming the Light

When my first husband, Brent, and I began to explore the secrets and dreams of our hearts through the burgeoning of our relationship, we discovered, young as we were, we’d both given a lot of thought to the sort of marriage we desired to enjoy and the way we intended to rear our children. From our courtship to[…]

Sad, Sweet Season

“To everything there’s a season… A time… And the Lord’s made everything beautiful in its time…“ Ecclesiastes 3:1, 11 This season… Since I was of cognitive thought I’ve experienced the span of days from ThanksGiving through Christmas to New Year as a single, wondrous season… A season brimming with the very warmest of memories… A[…]

Oh, Please! Hire a Birth Photographer!

Many thanks to Danica Donnelly for inviting my to share how I feel about birth photography on her blog! It was a joy to write a short story about a thing I cherish so! And I do cherish it so! Yes, I’m a midwife and I get paid real money (well, usually–I’ve been known to[…]

To a Wild and Woolly Life! Michigan Part Six

“Don’t pick that up!” “Put that down!” “No, that really IS too heavy for you!” These were the exclamations that filled my ears in the last weeks of my pregnancy as we hurried and scurried to prepare to move as my due date loomed closer and closer! Jesse or Mom would say something akin to[…]

It’s There in the Newborn Cry, Michigan Part Five

Hannah didn’t give birth the night Megan sent me home with the necklace, and we’re glad she didn’t. She and Jesse were in the process of purchasing a house and we were determined to get her into it before Elyse made her appearance. Hannah and Jesse closed on their home, a lovely little place tucked[…]

When You Pass Through the Fire, Foot-First Breech, Michigan Part Three

To tell our birth stories… To tell our birth stories is the attempt to capture in words among the most profound, most powerful of our life experiences… Experiences simultaneously painful… gorgeous… raw… terrifying… triumphant… naked… transformative…. To tell our birth story is to tell of the time we got caught out in the wildest, darkest, most brutal[…]