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It Takes a Village

When I was a preteen, a teenager, and a young adult, all I wanted to do was be anywhere except where my family was. I wanted to spend as much time as possible away from them. They drove me nuts and didn't let me do any of the things I wanted to do. I wanted to travel, I wanted to see the world, I wanted to do something big with my life. And the only thing that stood between me and adventure was...my boring family.

Then I got married and I was so relieved to leave the family I grew up with and embark on an adventure with my new husband...just the two of us, taking on the world! But life has a way of knocking you back into reality. It was only 2 months into our marriage that we discovered we were pregnant, and nothing brings your family to your door faster than a baby announcement...whether you want them at your door or not!

My super-independent self wanted no help or advice from my family. I could do this on my own! Until we lost the baby, and I needed more help and support than I re…

Everything I Thought I Knew

My mom was raised by nuns in a Catholic all-girls school. Literally, by nuns. Her grandmothers and great-aunts were women brought up during the Victorian Era. She is one of 7 daughters with an absent father. Needless to say, she is a very conservative woman... and completely clueless about men.  But everything I learned about men, I learned from my mom. And I unknowingly brought those things into my marriage. Here's just a few of the things I had to relearn...

1) As long as you're a good cook and keep a clean home, your husband will be happy. (Ok, there's sex too, but she never said it, and I'll talk about it later) How totally wrong this is! A few dirty dishes which to me are the end of the world, aren't even on my husband's radar! He'd rather me sit with him and watch a movie or work on a project together.

2) You're too fat, you forgot to shave, your tan lines are showing, your breasts are too small, your butt is too big, your hair is too flat. Do you k…

Happy Anniversary!

My husband and I will be celebrating 5 years of marriage in just a few days. Wow. Five years. It doesn't seem that long, and yet it seems much longer at the same time.

As we look back on our newlywed years, I know both Joseph and I never wish to re-live them. There was a lot of pain in those first few years. Pain unlike anything we've ever felt before. It was the pain of losing friends, financial dreams, and our first child. We saw everything we thought our marriage was going to be crumble and fall away, and I think we're just now starting to pick up the pieces. 

But no matter what has come at us, we knew we could figure it out together. Every hurdle and loss has only worked to teach us how much we need each other.

But that's where this past year was different. At least for me. I have been waging a silent war in my heart and mind that I never thought I would be fighting. And since we start our sixth year in a few days, I think it's time to talk about some of the deepe…

Making Room

Today I was sitting in my living room, watching my little one coloring at her table, and realizing she has a spot in every level of the house to play in. I have my things in every level of the house as well. But my husband has very little that is actually his.  Most of Joe's manly things are gathering dust in a closet, or crammed into a box in the basement, or rusting on the porch or garage. This is terrible! I would never treat my own things this way! What kind of message am I sending my husband when all my pictures and books are prominently displayed while his things lay in a heap?

I know on the one hand, he doesn't mind. He's not naturally a super-organized individual, and he's not really into trinkets or nostalgic items. But on the other hand, this is his home too. The man works hard all day. His home should be his castle. What an awesome opportunity to show my husband the respect I really feel toward him! 

So with the Lord's leading, and lots of practical advice…