A Family Not Forsaken.
On July 10th, 2012, a year after God shook Ben and I from our catatonic state of perpetual disobedience, we renewed our marriage vows in front of a handful of
Jubilee.
So, here we are, trying to piece our marriage together and prepare for the birth of our second child. For my second pregnancy, we decided not to have a hospital
Making Deals with God.
(If you haven’t read last week’s blog post: 7.10.11, I would encourage you to do so. Otherwise, this continuation probably won’t make much sense!) “In fact, I will only stay
7.10.11
On July 10, 2011, Ben and I almost ended our marriage. The last year of our lives had been a whirlwind of horrible decisions and rebellion against each other and
MOTHERHOOD. Is. Hard.
And then, in no time, I was pregnant. We had only been married about a year and a half and here I was, in a really difficult marriage, pregnant for
Not So Very Married.
Disclaimer: This addresses some sensitive issues regarding sexuality. I recommend reading it if you’re thinking about getting married, or perhaps are already married. It’s not something we speak about enough,
Cold Feet.
A few weeks before the wedding, I got cold feet. I got all the cold feet. I was terrified that I was getting married too fast, too young, too everything.
I Want It To Feel Like This
Disclaimer here: marriage is nothing like you see in the movies or read in all the books. My entire life I grew up watching Disney Princesses fall madly in love
Benji the Latte Boy Pt. IV
Here’s the part of the story that I wish was different. I wish that I could say Ben and I stayed chaste throughout our relationship. I wish I could say
Benji the Latte Boy Pt. III
At this point, I think Ben and I were actually “dating” and I still didn’t know how I felt about it. One day, when I was at work, his other
