It's my daughter Annie's birthday today. Annie is our firstborn. She ushered us gently into parenthood 32 years ago. On day two she slept so long that we sat around her woven Moses basket like we were humans examining an alien being. The conversation went something like this: "She's so perfect." "Yes. She is SO … Continue reading Remembering those First Days of a Newborn
I remember the day like it was yesterday. The Islamabad sun, hot and bright, burned down on my mom and I as we walked to the hospital with my first-born - Annie - in a stroller. It was May of 1987 and it was Ramadan, only a couple of days before the huge Eid celebration … Continue reading My Ramadan Baby
"All the world feels caught in these goodbyes, goodbyes that bruise and hurt but remind us that our hearts are still soft and alive. For a dead heart doesn’t hurt with a goodbye, only a heart alive to others feels the pain of that goodbye, the difficulty of leaving….” From the Goodbye section of Between … Continue reading Some Thoughts on Parenting and Goodbyes
Is God's protection realized, not through isolation, but through exposure? We had been in Cairo only 2 weeks when our son Joel slipped and hit his head on the sharp edge of a bed. He sustained an open cut right above his eye. With Joel screaming and bleeding profusely, we somehow made our way to the … Continue reading Isolation or Exposure?
We traveled to Los Angeles this weekend for an early Christmas with our son and daughter in law. It was a beautiful weekend with sun and palm trees, the warmer temperatures a welcome change from an arctic freeze. Our East coast cold can chill the bones and the soul. From eating our fill of great … Continue reading Foundations & Generations
I woke with a familiar pressure on my bladder. It was the middle of the night, and I needed to go to the bathroom. I came back to bed in tears. "I think I'm pregnant." I whispered to my sleepy husband as I shook his shoulder. "That's ridiculous" he said as he turned over and … Continue reading To the One Who Got Pregnant too Soon
"Oh, for God's sake...get a life, will you?"--William Shatner Connor left nearly a month ago to return to the University of British Columbia. As he and Lowell pulled away from the house I felt the bottle of grief shaken within me lose its scarcely screwed on lid. Before I knew it I was drenched, … Continue reading Get a Life
Readers, my mom and dad were in the country of Pakistan and raised five of us in that context. Yesterday on A Life Overseas my mom shared a poignant story on children, choices, and ultimately learning to trust God with our kids. Would you join us there? I have included the beginning of the piece … Continue reading No Easy Answers – A Life Overseas
These are ideas for (mostly) free stuff that can happen anywhere in the world. Teenage daughters should take note. Go for a walk. Create a scavenger hunt in your house, backyard or courtyard. Make playdoh. Play with playdoh. Brainstorm strange flavours of pancakes…make the top three strangest even if it means making up the recipes! Make window … Continue reading Summer Fun Ideas that Promote Sanity and Potentially a Wider View of the World
School is about to get out here in Kansas. For many moms that’s a sweet joy. They anticipate leisurely time with their children, afternoons at the pool, evenings in the park. For the rest of us summer is a stir-fry of a wide range of emotions. We feel joy, panic, loss of routine, guilt, anticipation, … Continue reading Summer Survival Tips– Part II
In this two part series Robynn suggests ways to successfully survive summer! School is about to get out here in Kansas. For many moms that’s a sweet joy. They anticipate leisurely time with their children, afternoons at the pool, evenings in the park. For the rest of us summer is a stir-fry of a wide … Continue reading Surviving Summer!
Chloe stood straight and as tall as her 4 foot 11 inch frame would allow for in her black floor length dress. Her ginger colored hair was pulled back into two tight buns on either side of her head. She had deliberate bangs that framed her face. Red circle rimmed glasses balanced on her nose. … Continue reading Brene Brown Would Have Been Proud
A few years ago, a good friend and I were talking about our children. How we loved them, how we were exasperated by them, how we struggled to parent well, mostly how we hurt when they hurt. She talked about a quote she had read somewhere, that when we have children we wear our hearts … Continue reading With Hearts Outside our Bodies
Part three: Don’t burn your Bridges – A Home to Come Back To This is the final segment in a three part series Robynn has called, The Spelling Bee. “Lowell and I squeezed hands. Connor seemed to hesitate. There was a long pause. The audience had time to spell out the word in their heads … Continue reading A Primer in Parenting–Part 3
Part two: Bible Trivia. Shmible Shnivia. Robynn continues unpacking the list she and Lowell have followed as they’ve attempted to raise their children in the Faith. “I don’t want them to lose faith or to abandon God. We’ve made ourselves a sort of silent checklist…an unspoken, yet agreed upon “How To” guide…to help us parent … Continue reading A Primer in Parenting–Part 2
Over the past several weeks I’ve met several moms that are, by their own admission, floundering. They love their children but they experience moments of great rage. They love their children but they long for quiet times without them. They love their children but guilt falls thick when they experience other longings. I want to … Continue reading The Spelling Bee–A Primer in Parenting
Thank you Taylor Swift by Robynn All summer long our youngest daughter has been dreading entering the eighth grade. Seventh grade wasn’t a positive experience for her. She really loathed it. Friendships changed. She bravely tried out for tennis and basketball but didn’t make the teams. She ran for student council but didn’t win the position … Continue reading Thank you Taylor Swift!
Last night we moved our youngest to an apartment. While normally at this time of year we move him to his dorm at college, this is different. This time it feels permanent. He has really left home. With his leaving, a sense of goodness and joy has gone. My daughter and I sit on the … Continue reading The Last Child