Our Christmas card this year was supposed to look different than it does. I could’ve had a six month old. Or I could’ve been very pregnant - due December 31st. Or I could currently be entering the second trimester. But instead of some type of happy baby announcement, I’m still grieving all the losses we’ve... Continue Reading →
I have a hard time with this - reconciling suffering with an all-sovereign God who loves me. Questions toy with my mind and my heart. Was this much suffering necessary? For this long? In this way? It must have been, because otherwise God would never have allowed it. Was it ordained? Is it purposeful? Must... Continue Reading →
A few closing thoughts: I mentioned in an earlier post that this lesson scares me just a bit and here’s why: Often it requires sacrifice. You can’t simply say God is enough; you have to live that out. God being enough means making the choice to not let anything come before God, even if it... Continue Reading →
Some Bible verses on the subject of God being enough: “The young lions suffer want and hunger; but those who seek the LORD lack no good thing.” Psalms 34:10 “When my soul was embittered, when I was pricked in heart, I was brutish and ignorant; I was like a beast toward you. Nevertheless, I am... Continue Reading →
Being an autism momma has humbled me in a lot of ways. Motherhood in general has I suppose, but autism does bring in certain unique elements. When it came to motherhood, I was determined to do it exactly the right way. With over a decade of baby-sitting experience, and a host of parenting books and... Continue Reading →
While the overwhelming response we received in explaining autism to family and friends has been compassion and support, we’ve already had a couple people share their opinions on autism, despite their limited knowledge of it. I figured that would come, so I’d just like to set one record straight right now: “Autism” is not a... Continue Reading →
*I’m taking a quick break from posting old miscarriage blogs in honor of Autism Awareness Month. Spread the love! 🥰 “My son has autism.” It was quite the (internal) journey for me to get to the place where I could say those words out loud and not just accept them, but embrace them. I kind... Continue Reading →
The Misplaced Mom 