Praises of a Wife and Mommy

Oh boy, what a day! This was the last time as a high school cross country runner that I’ll see my girl race on that tough, hilly course. What a mix of emotions — joy, pride, nostalgia, and awe. Earlier this season, I was still being wheeled around in a wheelchair. But this time, victory! I was able to use my knee scooter and make it from spot to spot, cheering Selah and her teammates on. That freedom felt amazing, another reminder of how far God has brought me in my healing. And the victories didn’t stop there. Selah and her team crushed the competition and are heading to State next week! 🙌 Selah met her individual goal of qualifying, and I could see her determination in every stride. She’s focused, grounded, and surrounded by such an incredible group of teammates. As they prepare for this next big race, my heart is full of prayer: “But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not...

 The long-awaited day finally came— cast removal day! I was honestly excited but also a little nervous. When you’ve had a cast on for weeks, you can’t help but wonder: “Is it actually healing under there? What’s it going to look like?” When they pulled out the saw, my heart rate definitely spiked. I had this irrational fear they’d nick my incision or make me jump from the vibration. Thankfully—no pain, no mishaps, and the best part? The doctor looked at my incision and said it was healing “ nicely. ” Music to my ears.  Of course, then came the stitches removal.  Let’s just say, that part wasn’t as pleasant. I distracted myself by staring at the bone posters in the room, trying to pronounce words I’ll never use in everyday conversation. Silly as it sounds, it worked! Before I knew it, the stitches were out (though not without a few winces), and I could breathe again. Then came the next step— new cast time . I picked blue (one of my favorite colors 💙). But wow, this ...

Some days it's the very small details that make a mom's day.  I know 10 years ago I would never imagine how happy and proud I am that my son has used the potty today!  :)  It is funny how strange our perspective of good days change after having children.   I was just telling friends that I have decided to push off potty training because my little guy has been fearful of the toilet the last few weeks.  I'm not sure how or why since he had gone potty twice and was so proud but he is still under 2 so I do not want to push him.   Then today he looks at me and says, "Poopy"  so we rushed to the potty and he successfully did his business.  YAY! I know we still have a ways to go for potty training but its the small victories worth getting excited about! :)