A New Season

Tonight while rocking my infant son to sleep, a wave of memories and emotions sweeps over me. I flashback to the months leading up to this night – so much uncertainty, pain and joy. I’m thankful to be here now. It was an overwhelming journey to get to this new season.

For the first time in years, I feel the itch to write here again and actually have the capacity to do so.

Seven years later…

It’s been years since I’ve posted here. Literally. Life happened.

My dream job required a lot of computer time. I married a ridiculously addictive man. As a result, I tabled writing here. The years have been a great adventure!

Now we’re in a new season. After a high-risk pregnancy, our son was born prematurely and spent the first couple months of his life as a permanent resident in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit (NICU). We learned how to care for our son amidst the cords, tubes, limitations, exams, surgeries, therapy and more.

Quite simply, our orientation to parenthood was hard. It just was.

Now I’ve resigned from my college student-loving job to best serve my family by being at home with our son. This was a path I never saw myself taking, but our family has been better for it. My little man is so resilient and eager to learn new things. It’s a privilege to be in the thick of it with him and create space for quality time with his wonderful father.

Time to slow down

Spending days on end with our little guy has forced me to slow down, step back and really think about how I want to fill my days. How can I be intentional about my time with him, my husband and alone?

This is what I hope to explore here and be more intentional about this space, too.

Thank you for joining me on the journey.