Finding My Village
Julie Bergquist
Following the birth of my first child, I felt as if I had walked through a veil; one that separated me from my previous
Following the birth of my first child, I felt as if I had walked through a veil; one that separated me from my previous
When we got married, my husband and I agreed we would wait at least three years to have children. This was a compromise between
I don’t want to be different! I want to fit in, be part of the crowd! No, this is not your child talking. It’s me –
When I found out I was pregnant with my first daughter, I had visions of our family sharing Hallmark movie-inspired moments together as we
Derek held our baby first. I couldn’t. I was shaking from the labor and the, oh so many drugs that had been pumped into
There were six of us in the room, our chairs in a circle so that we could see one another fully. The woman across
Some friends a few years my junior recently hit milestone birthdays. You know the ones. They end in a zero. And with each friend’s
When the grocery lists, laundry piles, work emails and family parties fill up our days, it’s hard to get to romance, kisses and uninterrupted
For a population famous for being committed monogamists, Christian mommies sure have a lot of people in their bedrooms with them. I’m not talking
This is part of a series of posts about journeying through a husband’s addiction to porn. I recently shared about what the sexual intimacy healing