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    mom moments

    Have you ever heard the story about the mom who was invited to a dinner at the white house to receive some award and in her nervousness began cutting the meat on a senators plate because she was on auto-pilot from doing it so often with her own kids?  She was mortified, the senator was amused. Maybe this story is an urban legend, but now that I’m a mom, I could easily see myself doing something similar. Today I was recalling some of the funny “mom moments” my friends and I have had during our motherhood journey and thought you would also be amused by them. Like the mom at…

  • fashion,  friendship,  inner world,  mom blogs,  race issues,  working moms

    friday fluff- friends!

    The first time I met Gracee Biskie we were attending new staff training as rookies with InterVarsity Christian Fellowship.  The training was about multi-ethnicity and how to help students learn about what scripture says about diversity.  As a bi-racial woman from Detroit who had experienced a ton of racism throughout her life she was in the midst of working through a lot of pain and anger.  Though I didn’t know it at the time, the training was stirring up all kinds of issues in her life. That night as we went back to our host home we were sitting around in our pajamas talking about the training Gracee ranted her…

  • grad school,  mom blogs,  parenting,  work,  working moms

    what gets in the way of your happiness?

    When I was in college, my roommate Marla stressed about finding a major exclaimed in frustration; “I wish we were back in the old days of women just having to choose if they wanted to be a nurse or a teacher! There are just too many options!”  At the time, I chided her for not embracing the myriad of options women have available now more than any other point in history.  Yet, as I read the chapter in Find Your Strongest Life entitled “Of Choice and Men” Marla’s comment came to mind.  In his research to learn what helps women to feel strong and successful, Buckingham learned the following- I’m…

  • art,  grad school,  inner world,  jesus,  mom blogs,  spirituality,  working moms

    enter the chaos

    I stared at the painting for a full three minutes before I became self-conscious of the desk attendant wondering if I had entered into some sort of trance.  Even after moving on to look at some of the other paintings, capturing the essence of Jesus’ ministry in scripture I kept wandering back to snatch glimpses wondering if I had really seen what I experienced as I gazed at the image of Jesus surrounded by little children. On a lunch break from a class in the M.A. program I’m in at Wheaton, I wandered into the Billy Graham Center Museum, curious to see which artist was featured this month.  I’ve always…

  • books,  grad school,  mom blogs,  travel

    the sweet escape

    Stopping to fuel up my jetta with diesel fuel on 1-96 and grabbing a ginormous box of good n’ plenty’s for the road, I drove through the darkened farmland of Michigan to Wheaton, IL where I’ll spend the week in class learning about the history of evangelicalism and the theology of the gospel for the M.A. I’m working on. I have so been waiting for this week. When I arrived at my friend Annie’s apartment, I could see the glow of the Billy Graham center steeple in the background where I’ll spend all week in class. When I took my job as regional coordinator for evangelism two years ago, I…

  • jesus,  mom blogs,  parenting,  Reuben stories,  work,  working moms

    I guess I can’t see the harm in working and being a mama

    This is one of the lyrics I love in Brittney’s song “you want a piece of me?” partly because as a working mom, I feel like everyone wants a piece of me, yet I enjoy working and being a mom! Any other mama’s feel like this?  It’s a complex choice that is simultaneously rewarding and exhausting.   This past weekend Dave and I helped to lead a conference called Compelling for 350 college students with InterVarsity Christian Fellowship. We were both directing seminars & so we had a lot of work to do before the conference and during the conference. Though the work was challenging, the more difficult piece was…

  • inner world,  mom blogs

    my husband, single dad

    This month I’ve been on a lot of trips for work meaning that Dave has both been asking for more help with caring for our son Reuben and watching him more. Let me say that I have no qualms whatsoever leaving Dave as the primary caregiver of Reuben. He is an awesome Dad that takes our son to do cool things, is nurturing and active as a parent. Awhile ago one of our friends we work with was asked by someone “so are you babysitting the kids while your wife is at work today?” when his wife was on a trip and he replied, “no, I’m not babysitting them, I’m…

  • mom blogs,  random things I like,  travel

    does my hair smell like a urinal cake?

    What are your favorite travel products? Things you can’t be away from home without? Tomorrow I’ll leave for a three-day trip to Cleveland, home for a writers conference this weekend and then to Madison, WI next week.  Here are a few of the things I always bring with me or have started to bring: My sister in law who regularly travels to Africa to do research on pediatric AIDS, ordered the Lush shampoo bar pictured above for her last trip.  Since travel restrictions on liquids have become a pain to figure out how to pack everything, I thought I’d give it a try. When I tested it out it smelled nice…

  • mom blogs,  Reuben stories,  Uncategorized

    open your booty!

    Reuben has been cracking us up lately with the random things he says & the ways he says them. I love life with a toddler even when it can be really crazy and tiring.  Here are some of the hilarious “reuben-isms” as of late: He likes to sing baa-baa black sheep with a Beatles twist as in “baa baa black sheep, have you any wool? yeah-yeah-yeah- three bags full.” He seems to like to riff on songs, if you remember his “old mcdonald had a coffee drink” song 🙂 He often congratulates us when we successfully use the toilet because that’s what we do for him. So often as we’re…