It is a funny thing. I often look back over the years of words poured out over the blog and laugh. So young. Naive. Immature. Words filled the screen--gushing about raising my daughter--mostly. Life. Fitness. Being a wife. Looking back, it feels like a simpler time. While I wouldn't have thought so at the time. Now, I read and wonder-how did I get so off track? Don't get me wrong, I have experienced SO much growth over the past 9 years. But the passion for parenting that had me writing day after day after day--vanished. There are a million little things. Raising toddlers is hard. Raising two kids is hard. Raising three kids is hard. It was no longer the new thing in my life. I've been at this parenting thing for 8 years now. So many factors. But at some point, I stopped cherishing parenting and started enduring it. For awhile now, my prayers have been asking God to give me more patience with my kids. That I could be a mom that wou...
The New Adventures of the Growing Abbott Family