My poetry is not something I have shared as much on this blog. I have used Allpoetry.com as the outlet for those words.
But I love poetry, prose, limericks, and the like.
Raw emotions harnessed within the lines of meter and sometimes rhyme; poetry is the world’s window to the soul.
I am grateful that God has gifted me in sharing written words, whether as story or metaphor, imagery or fact.
I pour my soul from pen to paper as if my blood is the very ink with which I write. I convey that which I cannot speak. I create from hope, tears, love, pain, and grace.
My life lines the paper and I am laid bare.
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Thursday I will be 8 months pregnant. I’m not sure how, but nearing the end of my second pregnancy has snuck up on me. I think I had my hospital bag packed, nursery done, and house clean by my 6th month last time.
I blame the toddler.
Having to capture all that cuteness just keeps me occupied!
So, here I am two months to go, and soooo much to do. We are preparing for our church’s 10 yr anniversary on May 20th as well, which includes an open house here at the parsonage.
I have to keep reminding myself that I have time, but I can’t shake that anxious feeling that Kasen could decide to make his appearance in the world early. Did you experience this anxiety of not being prepared? I really didn’t quite so much with Micah, or maybe that is why I had everything done so early last time.
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While the forecast for this week is full of rain, storms, and gloominess, this past Saturday was B-E-A-Utiful! The weather has been so warm already, and while this doesn’t bode well for this very pregnant mom (almost 29 wks!) in the remaining months, it has been wonderful to have an early Spring to enjoy with our little man.
The hubs and I have really been treasuring these last few months we will have with Micah as our only little boy. While we know our joy will only increase once Kasen arrives to bless our family, we are enjoying the heck out of these last precious months of just us three. I still wonder how I will love another child as much as I do my little man. I know I will, but it is just hard to wrap my head around.
So, back to Saturday… Micah wanted to go out in the backyard to play. Normally, we wouldn’t have hesitated, but with the Aaron’s crazy busy schedule at the church, he had not had a chance to mow yet. The yard was a bit high, like up to Micah’s knees in some spots. We have crazy, growing grass. Don’t judge! But we were plied with a puppy eyes and this, “Outside, pease?! Pease Mommy, Daddy?” How could we say no? We had plans to go in to town that evening for dinner and shopping, so while the hubs jumped in the shower, I agreed to take Micah out in the backyard.
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