"Best advice we got prior to becoming parents was, Let your babies be a part of your life. Don't create a new one just for them. At this point in your life, you are someone. You have likes and dislikes. You have values and priorities and activities. And while those may shift over the coming years, let your kids see you in your sweet spots. You'll get so much joy out of watching them learn to love what you do.
"I have a fear that one day my daughter might come to despise the church, without ever really knowing or discovering for herself what it stands for.
I've seen my fair share of pastors' kids or kids with any connection to the Church, turn their back on it all because of any number of reasons. Some, because of all the things it took away from them--recitals, dad at their ball games, family dinners, vacations, Sunday morning doughnut runs. Others, because of the chaos it comes with--fishbowl lifestyle, open home, early mornings and late nights.
I know some parents completely missed the signs; the warnings and cries for attention or help from their children. But some really, really tried. Like really.
That's what terrifies me."
"When my girl comes home from school and asks why bad men take girls and do bad things to them, I hope that my generation did everything they could so we can say, because there is evil in the world baby.
But we know God is bigger than that! And by His power, because He said with Him we can do anything, the people in our world gathered together and gave all they could to make sure it was stopped on our watch."
"I was guest worship leading at a new church and was horribly nervous. So nervous, in fact, I threw up in the women's bathroom. That was strange. I don't think I've done that since 6th grade.
That afternoon I slept. For four hours. That's strange. I never nap.
Ty left for a concert with some friends and I sat on the couch, sicker than a dog, clutching my stomach. There's no way. But I should take a test just in case. But there's no way. Seriously.
I turned on the shower, dug out that Clear Blue box I'd been saving for a time such as this, and peed on that stupid little stick. All the while, coaching myself through the cyclically familiar grief I was about to relive.
It's gonna be negative. It's so gonna be neg---"
"Things finally bubbled to the surface when he asked, Babe, you ok? for like the 17th time. You know that meme that says I was fine until you asked me if I was ok for the 17th time, it was like that.
Yes, babe, I snapped. I'm fine, I'm just exhausted, hungry, my stomach is bothering me and...we should probably stop by the store on the way home.
So we did. Got home, peed on that silly stick and so many memories came flooding back.
I handed it to Ty because I could see results and he just stared.
So, if it has a + sign, it's positive? he asked."
"From the beginning, everything was like a movie to me.
Driving down Sunset Blvd was a bit surreal. Our lives were about to change. The sun was just coming up and she was shining extra glittery, as if she knew it too.
We made a quick stop at Chic-Fil-A (naturally) because I knew once I'd had the epidural, they weren't going to let me eat. So biscuit, egg, and chicken breakfast sandwich it was."