Erin Franco
Baby Franco #5 is due sometime before Thanksgiving this fall. I’m still wrapping my head around being a mother of five. The day we found out the gender of the baby, we took all the kids into the ultrasound with us. It was quite the production, but worth it. The kids’ excitement about finding out the new baby’s gender was a huge joy to Michael and me.
We got back this week from a long, busy family trip, and amid all the work of settling-back-in, I think I needed to receive my marching orders again. I was sitting gloomily at my kitchen table one night earlier this week filling out a hundred to-do’s and be-there’s and need-to’s in my planner, when I stumbled across this quote on an upcoming page: This job has been
Earlier this summer, I spent a couple happy weeks imagining my three oldest children all dressed up in little shin guards and cleats, dribbling easily past defenders on a fall Saturday morning. Just like their mom used to as a kid. Fall soccer signups were fast approaching. A friend of mine and I were scheming to get our kids on the same teams. I’m still no
Any parent of young children knows what it’s like to be interrupted. A lot. Crying newborns. Urgent potty trips. Stomach bugs. Hungry tummies. Big messes. Little-kid squabbles. New pregnancies. Children with a sixth sense for needing something as soon as you get on the phone. He tells us that what we do for the least of His children, we do for Him. Every single day, I
“But with their patience worn out by the journey, the people complained against God and Moses, ‘Why have you brought us up from Egypt to die in this desert, where there is no food or water? We are disgusted with this wretched food!’” -Numbers 21:4-5 I read this verse one day a few weeks ago when I was still smack dab in the middle of
My life is wonderful. But it’s also lots of work. Good work. Hard work. Heart work. This weekend, I gave away our puppy. Or gave her back, technically. She was more work than I thought she’d be. At least for right now, for my season, my family, my personality maybe. Sweet Sadie was smart as a whip, sweet as pie, cute as a button, and
I was having one of those teary breakdown moments with my husband one night earlier this year. I was sobbing into his shoulder about how I couldn’t keep up with It All. The laundry, the dishes, the bathrooms, meals, you name it and you know it. Plus homeschooling. I just couldn’t get into a good routine that got it all done. “Why don’t you get
Homeschooling has been more of a gamechanger for me this year than I thought it would be. I think you can loosely compare starting up homeschooling to being a first-time mom. You can read all the right books, talk to all of your friends, research the best methods, and pray all you want about it, but it’s something you have to ultimately just figure out, and
My parish has some of the sweetest older ladies in the world. Rarely does a Sunday mass go by without one or two of them walking up to Michael and me to tell us what a beautiful family we have, what a great job we’re doing (no matter how awful the kids behaved in mass), and that we will one day miss these golden years
Why are we mothers tempted to dwell so much on the gifts we either can’t or don’t give to our children? I’ve struggled for years with this. I’ve listened to many mothers of all ages worry about what they can’t, don’t, or didn’t give their children. Here are some gifts that I can’t or don’t give my kids right now: A vegetable with every meal of
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