When Tenille Farr was 16 weeks pregnant, she was unexpectedly diagnosed with Stage 2 Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. Her doctors encouraged her to begin chemotherapy immediately, then deliver her baby early (26 weeks) in order to finish her chemo treatments.
As a mother of four rough and tumble boys, Kim Mordue was overjoyed to finally welcome a baby girl into their family. Lily Ann brought a peaceful, happy spirit that blessed the Mordue family for two and a half years.
The “Girl Power” movement of the last few decades is alive and well.
In fact, I’m a product of it. I grew up idolizing Charlotte Doyle, Scout Finch, Meg Murray, Kit Tyler, Anne Shirley, and that girl who survived on an island of blue dolphins. Consequently, I’ve never doubted I can do anything.
If you know us at all, you know we're passionate about Holy Week. Since celebrating it with my family, I've noticed something happens to me on Good Friday. I often feel sad, even a little dark. This is no doubt due to the way we have studied and talked of Christ all week. The day of His crucifixion weighs heavy on my heart. It's a hard day for someone who naturally loves anything light and happy.
It's no secret I'm not a baker (proof here and here). Sure, I make cookies with my kids, but if I have to bake something for someone over 12 years old and it has to taste good AND look good AND be packaged in something other than a paper plate and a ziplock bag, I'm panicked. I'm not crafty either. That's why Christmas neighbor gifts stress me to the max. Some years they don't get done, and I know that's ok. But there are some years when I KNOW I need to make a few visits and spread some love.
If you’re a mom, chances are good you don’t see a lot of “silent nights” during the holidays. After all, YOU are the one responsible for creating most of the magic. There are parties, dinners, concerts, presents, food, neighbor gifts, Christmas cards...not to mention the normal demands of sports, recitals, homework, sick kids, and laundry. You’re up later than usual to get it all done, when what you really want to do is eat fudge, watch the Hallmark channel, and feel jolly.
But, can I be super honest? Some years all I feel is numb.
Many of you know my family and I have been praying to get pregnant for a few years. That prayer was answered this past February. We were of course over the moon about the news, but my due date came fairly close to a Time Out for Women event in Phoenix (which we had been scheduled for several months before the positive pregnancy test). Nevertheless, I trusted in the Lord’s timing. He knew my schedule. He knew I wanted to attend that event. As the event drew closer I often asked the Lord if I should go or stay home. My answer was never clear, so I decided to just move ahead.