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On Feeding Imperfectly: Hard-earned Hospitality and Motherhood

Two posts in one week! I know, right? Today I'm over at GraceTable sharing about my long-journey into the kitchen and how--though I ...

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You, me, and Leigh: What living with my single friend has taught me (and my family) about friendship and unexpected blessings.

    This is my friend, Leigh. She's also my roommate. Today I have a new piece up at For Her about what it's ...

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The Day I Won the Lottery

    Happy World Down Syndrome Day from Ace! Today I have the honor of sharing what I wrote for Aleteia's For Her ...

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#Aceface & World Down Syndrome Day

“Every child, every person needs to know that they are a source of joy; every child, every person, needs to be celebrated. Only when all of our weaknesses are accepted as part of our humanity can our negative, broken self-images be transformed.” -Jean Vanier, Becoming Human Each year on ...

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On the Glory of the Clementine, and Noticing

  One of the gifts of having a child whose development moves at a quieter, more deliberate pace than my other babies is that I have more time to notice the miraculous moments of his everyday growth. Today I'm writing at GraceTable about the day Ace learned to feed himself a clementine, ...

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Dear Parents of a Child with Special Needs (Revised and at TCW today!)

[caption id="attachment_10014" align="aligncenter" width="1024"] Monica Ayers Photography[/caption] Several months ago I posted a letter here of some things I had learned in my then six or so months of being the mom of a child with special needs. Today that piece (revised and with some additional ...

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Delight: My One-Word for 2016 (and an announcement)

You are a delight. We say that to Ace, the baby who seems remarkably gifted at sweetness. I say it while I tickle him or while he giggles to my lame-mom attempts at singing our way through the afternoon. I say it to my older boys when they’re snuggling close, their hair sometimes the scent of the ...