by Emily Wierenga | Oct 19, 2011 | Uncategorized
there is no greater humility than that of being a mother.found there in the low light of afternoon, rocking, one on each hip, while the three of you shed tears and you, muster strength to be the bigger person. he’s screamed the past 45 minutes, this... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 18, 2011 | Uncategorized
warning: this may make you want a baby. :) by Emily Wierenga | Oct 17, 2011 | Uncategorized
we sit huddled on the couch, this family of four, baby’s fingers tangling round and aiden in his long legs and pensive face. we’ve eaten pizza and watched a show and now we’re sitting. just. because it’s all about this. “this is our... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 14, 2011 | Uncategorized
She is 67 years old, and still casts her gaze downward as she smiles. It’s an awkward smile that stretches her lips from cheek to cheek. She was instructed as a child to always keep her lips closed when she smiled, with her lips pressed tightly to her teeth... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 12, 2011 | Uncategorized
these are the best days, i tell him. i’m eating california roll and the sun is yellow in a blue sky. beside us, an older couple, all wrinkles and cardigans, and our baby rolls on the bench between. “these are the hardest days, but the best,” i say,... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 11, 2011 | Uncategorized
… is to look closer.sometimes we miss happiness by looking too far for things nearby.(anonymous) by Emily Wierenga | Oct 10, 2011 | Uncategorized
we’re sitting at the dinner table, his food untouched and him asking “down,” our two-year-old son, and we haven’t read the Bible yet. he wants down from the table and we haven’t read the Bible yet but no amount of forcing him to sit on a hard wooden chair is going to... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 7, 2011 | Uncategorized
It’s one of those mornings, when I’ve run out of liquid creamer for coffee. There’s the powdered kind, but it’s old and clumpy and it lands into my mug of caffeine like balls of sour grapes.And there are a set of dishes in the sink waiting to be loaded into the... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 5, 2011 | Uncategorized
i painted this picture long before i wanted children.i painted it in the hopes of wanting children. for so long i hadn’t. it was something i told Trenton on our honeymoon. on the stretch of tent and sleeping bag in halifax, nova scotia, surrounded by happy people we... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 2, 2011 | Uncategorized
i cried in the parking lot, Kasher in the back seat and Jesus Loves Me on the stereo. and i wanted to shut it off, but i couldn’t. for the Bible tells me so, tells me he loves me in spite of my doctor finding a lump in my breast just days after my mother in law...