A while ago, a friend suggested to me that I might want to write about what I’ve been learning about prayer through my experience of being a parent. Since prayer and the deepening of my relationship with God are matters that are close to my heart, and parenthood is the bulk of my daily life these days, it made sense to me to give it some thought.
It’s been 7 months since we started using Happy Nappy Cloth Diaper Service and I thought it would be a good time to write another review. I did an initial review of the pre-birth starter package, and another review two months in. But I’ve had some people ask me more recently if we’re still happy with their service. In summary, we are. [Update: As of Feb 2013, in the Vancouver Lower Mainland, this diaper service company is now called Happy Baby Cheeks. There is no more Happy Nappy in Vancouver. Most of the below still applies but there have been some changes. Read their review here.]
In my Olive-dictionary, there are three words I no longer want to use. I’m trying to delete them from my vocabulary. I want to x them out. They’ve proven to be toxic so I am doing my best to erase them from my thinking.
“I can’t find any mature men to date.” All too often, this is what I hear from women – especially Christian women. They bemoan the fact that every man they know is not mature enough (or the mature ones are all taken). Well, here’s what I think: the mature man is difficult to find because the mature man is a myth. He does not exist.
Today marks 10 years of me being a blogger. I find it hard to believe. I have changed a lot in this decade – and my writing has changed with me. All this time, I’ve kept a general life blog. Then, when I burned out, I added a second blog focused on my burnout recovery journey (“Pardon My Dust, Please“). And for a while, kept a third blog documenting my pregnancy with Alena (“Introducing CHANnel 3”, now found under the “Family” category starting with this post). I could never have predicted that today, my writing would all be migrated to this site, which I share with Tim!
Dear Tim,
Last year for Father’s Day, I gave you a book called, “So You’re Gonna Be A Dad.” It was an attempt to help you prepare for one of the biggest life changes you’d ever face.
The first year of marriage only happens once. So when we got married, we figured it would be good for us to intentionally invest in it to set a good foundation for our future together; to make the first year count. Since we viewed our relationship with each other as the base for our future family, we wanted to pour into it as much as we could right at the start so what when the storms came (as they inevitably would), we would have something to fall back on. Now that we have a baby, we are very glad we did this.