Writing about Jesus With Gratitude + Grace

As the parent of a medically-complicated child, or a child with greater needs than most, we go through seasons where things are intense.

Thinking through the messages we send our children about worshiping God.

When Redmond had been home from the hospital for 10 short days, we found ourselves back in the ICU with him.

Setting healthy boundaries may be the hardest relational thing we ever do, but it’s also one of the most loving things we do.

Plans. I’m beginning to wonder why I bother to make them at all.

When I found out my son had Down syndrome, I was in shock. It felt like the whole world went dark and my life was over.

I was warned every time of the high, higher, and highest likelihood of birth defects in my babies.

My kindergartener is a little like her mommy. Before school started, my husband and I agreed that we wouldn’t come down on her too hard...

When I was trying to wrap my mind around the words I’d been told about my newborn son, it was more than I could bear.

My Dad used to love to “tackle the waves” with me when I was a kid.

I knew there would be hard days, but I had no idea just how far beyond myself those days would take me.

It’s not just that she’s old enough to go to kindergarten, but it’s all the things that I feel like I’ve missed.

My son has been the one in the hospital. But I've been the one breaking.

When I did my internship in 2005 with the women’s minister at a large, urban church, I asked her for some book recommendations.

Through those last few days of laboring to learn crisis care for a baby, I constantly reminded myself to breathe.

I’ll never forget my shock on that first day in the NICU with Redmond

My goodness, do I have some scars today.

One year ago this week was the most terrifying and awful time in my life.

My son, Redmond, is 11-months old and thriving.

There’s a famous poem about Down syndrome called “Welcome to Holland.”