Mothering


Hello Larix buds

Hello Larix buds

I have this insatiable desire to know the names of the trees, the plants and the birds. What a delight it would be to spend my days identifying, loving, and nurturing living things.

The Remaking

The Remaking

I find myself asking “who am I now?” with excitement, anticipation, hope, and growing confidence. I see glimpses of my new self in my studies, in my work, in my relationships, and in my dreams for the future.

How motherhood changed my theology (Coming out as an affirming Christian)

How motherhood changed my theology (Coming out as an affirming Christian)

My children cannot un-belong to me with poor behaviour, lifestyle choices, or even heinous actions. They are always my children. And I will always be here for them. Their choices might move them “away” from me physically or relationally, but I will never disown them, they are part of me, always.

At the beginning of March

At the beginning of March

How is it that I'm still writing about these kids?

Own it. Like a mother.

Own it. Like a mother.

It seems I've lost my confidence in my myself as my kids have grown older. A confidence I need to re-discover as I leave the nest, post-homeschooling.

Auntie Anxiety and her two am homeschool doubts

Auntie Anxiety and her two am homeschool doubts

Let's call her Aunty Anxiety. And I've come to see that her intentions are good, even if I have to squint real hard to see it.

The hidden work of nurturer, caregiver, mother, healer, and homemaker

The hidden work of nurturer, caregiver, mother, healer, and homemaker

Maybe in our openness to another's experience, to listen without selfish purpose or aim, we can make a hallow space for our common dreams, hopes and joys; fears, feelings of inadequacy, and struggles.