by Emily Wierenga | Nov 6, 2013 | children, discouragement, encouragement, failure, imperfect prose link-up, MOB Society, motherhood, passing, son, swimming lessons
via daniel arsham on instagramHe’ll be four in November, my Aiden, my miracle child whom doctors said I wouldn’t have, because of the anorexia. He’s standing at the far end of the swimming pool shivering in his camouflage shorts with the orange... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 18, 2013 | children, cooking, family, home, house, Martha Stewart, mother-guilt, motherhood, pinning, Pinterest
The cookie jar is empty.The laundry, piled six loads high on the dryer and the boys won’t sit through homeschool. I didn’t sleep well last night and I haven’t had my coffee and all I can think about is needing to make those cookies. Because... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 9, 2013 | #imperfectprose, anorexia, appetite, children, daughters, eating, feeding, food, guide, how-to, obesity, skinny, sons, spiritual, spirituality
I am at the splash park with my boys, and there is a little girl, unable to move because she’s so obese.She waddles across the sand in her two-piece and then flops down on the ground and wails until her father picks her up and places her on the picnic table and... by Emily Wierenga | Oct 7, 2013 | bible, children, discipline, doubt, faith, freedom, guilt, judgement, mother-guilt, motherhood, preschool, pride, television, vegetables, working mom
Aiden waves at me from the water. His eyes look green today; other days they’re brown, like his father’s. He blows bubbles and kicks and the teacher leads them out of the big pool and into the kiddie one.I sit with my knees tucked to my chest, watching... by Emily Wierenga | Sep 27, 2013 | baby, children, daughter, faith, God, grief, infertility, miracle, miscarriage, prayer, pregnancy
I have a memory of my daughter, and yet, she never was.We weren’t supposed to be able to have children. Doctors told me when I was 13 and dying on the hospital bed from eating too little that I probably wouldn’t ever conceive, and then, when I relapsed as... by Emily Wierenga | Sep 4, 2013 | #imperfectprose, bike, children, confidence, doubt, hurt, imperfect prose link-up, love, pain, parenting, redemption, training, trust
Aiden asked us to remove his training wheels this week. He’s three and a half and he’s growing weed-like and it scares me, but we took the wheels off.And that first night, Trent bent low and guided the bike long down the hamlet road, back and forth and...