A Gospel-Centered Mom Looks Both Ways
A few months ago, when the weather was mild and our kids were playing together at a park, Janelle and I chatted about writing a few mothering posts for... Read More ›
A few months ago, when the weather was mild and our kids were playing together at a park, Janelle and I chatted about writing a few mothering posts for... Read More ›
Summer Hope Bradshaw8lbs, 4 oz ~ 19 1/4 in“Hope itself is like a star—not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the... Read More ›
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11:08 a.m. This is how I found him. My sick little man. 52home Read More ›
The Bradshaw kiddos got hit with the flu over the weekend so my induction has been rescheduled for Wednesday. I’m grateful for the extra time to snuggle my kiddos... Read More ›
My last weekend with three.52home Read More ›
Thanks to long-time reader Pam for sending this in. Reminds me of what mom used to say when Janelle was little… Read More ›
Emily sent us an e-mail the other day asking if I was holding my sweet baby in my arms yet. The answer to that question, Emily, is “no.” Baby... Read More ›
Better than yesterday’s list. Found this one posted by her bed. 52home Read More ›
My most embarrassing moment as “mom” took place before I had children of my own. I was babysitting my toddler nephew Andrew and I took him to the grocery... Read More ›
Her birthday is February 20th. I found the all-important list sticking to my dresser this morning.52home Read More ›
“Why do you tell your child a thing twenty times?” asked some one of a mother. “Because,” said she, “I find nineteen times is not enough.” Now, when a... Read More ›
Pretty much sums up our rainy afternoon.52home Read More ›
Karissa wrote in with a great question:In a recent post you talked about “picking one thing” and being consistent about it in the discipline of a toddler. I guess... Read More ›
How Nicole’s posts are born.52home Read More ›
Over the last few months Hudson has crossed that threshold from baby to toddler. His speech has taken off, his comprehension level is higher. He’s not my baby anymore.... Read More ›
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I was twenty-one years old and still living at home when my mom had hip surgery. Grandma came to stay and help out for a week or so. Of... Read More ›