As a child reared in the 90s, The Santa Clause was the penultimate magical Christmas movie of my childhood. I was nine years old when this modern classic was released in theaters, and I think I watched it every year of my youth from then on. We watched Home Improvement on the regular, so pre-cocaine Tim … Continue reading I Rewatched “The Santa Clause” and I’m Here to Ruin it For You

At this moment, my body is the heaviest it’s been since I was pregnant. And, I just had a sassy, professional pinup photo shoot done. These sentences don’t often go hand in hand, but I took the leap anyway. It would have been so easy to say no. Not right now. After I lose ten … Continue reading Loving My Body, Right Now

*Ya'll. I have no words to describe how BLOWN AWAY I am by the response to this article. 200k shares??? WHAT? Is this real life?? It was the scariest thing I've ever written.  And you've been so wonderful. So thank you for your kindness. * My child has recently become obsessed with Moana. (Yes, I … Continue reading What Moana Taught Me About Trauma

Hey mama. I see you there. In your hole-y leggings, with dry-shampooed hair, re-heating your cup of coffee for the 5th time this morning. Bleary-eyed. Engorged. Tired. Doing the very best you can. Keeping your tiny humans alive and clean(ish) and fed and loved. I see you pouring out every ounce of energy and love … Continue reading Mama, You Are Still You

This is the face of postpartum depression: And this: And this: Postpartum anxiety and depression doesn’t always look like you think it does, particularly under a good Instagram filter. Surprised? I was. I had a wonderful birth experience, but it didn’t take long for me to start feeling in over my head. From the moment our … Continue reading I Survived Postpartum Depression

A chilled wind picked up suddenly, and onlookers clung more tightly to their cloaks. The sky is gray, not unusual for this time of year, but there is a new, fearful heaviness as the clouds rolled in more thickly than they'd ever seen. The emotions vary from person to person; some are weeping, others cursing, and still more were indifferent … Continue reading Good, good Friday

It's been 7 weeks since our lives and souls were rocked to the core by the arrival of our first son, Declan Finn. It has honestly taken me this long just to reflect on and process the transformative experience of bringing a brand new human onto this planet enough to put it down on paper. … Continue reading Declan Finn: a birth story.

She is far more precious than jewels and her value is far above rubies or pearls. Proverbs 31:10It's been 2 weeks since I flew home from Strip-Church training in Miami, and honestly I'm still reeling from all the knowledge, emotion, and information that was packed into my brain-case over 48 very intense hours. I've been … Continue reading Pearls

I spent last Saturday night hanging out in strip clubs. And it was AMAZING.Let me back this up a bit for you:A couple of weeks ago, by God's incredible grace and perfect planning, I learned that one of my after-school program volunteers has been doing her own brand of strip-club outreach in Columbia for a few … Continue reading Showing some love.

I do not want to write this post.Just thought I'd start off with some transparency there. I'm scared that by writing all of this down for all the world to see, that you will judge me. That you will think less of me. That you will realize that I have never had it all together. … Continue reading Fear not.