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I just got off the phone with the editor at Finishing Line Press, and they are going to publish my chapbook! I didn’t really even know I had enough material for a chapbook and voila! here it is. I am still shocked and flattered and honored and amazed. Can I elaborate on how I’m feelingContinueContinue reading “Ecstatic”

NOT pregnant! Woooooooo! Okay, so it has been 47 days since my D&C and I was really starting to over-analyze all daily bodily functions like eating and sleeping, wondering and worrying whether I might-could be pregnant again. Not only has the whole content-with-two thing been hovering over my head, but physically it’s a baaaad ideaContinueContinue reading “Not Not Not :)”

This morning, Lydia wouldn’t let go of me. She stood on her booster seat at the kitchen table and hugged my neck, her tears dripping onto my jacket. She has never done this before when I have left for work, and I have left for work regularly at or before 8 AM every day sinceContinueContinue reading “You Can’t Have It All”

Tonight was one of those nights that enlarge my heart so dramatically it’s a miracle it doesn’t swell right out of my chest. Nothing out of the ordinary, just hugs, walks, and simple miraculous conversation with a two year old. Standing butt-naked and squeaky clean, Lydia sang patty-cake all of the way through with ElvisContinueContinue reading “Being Blessed”

A neat task given me by a friend a few weeks ago has brought new life to a few of my poems. I’m calling it sonnetizing free verse – taking something already written that is lacking that oomph to make it decent and shaping it into a sonnet. Up until this point, I haven’t beenContinueContinue reading “Sonnetizing Free Verse”

After tucking Lydia in and finishing the nighttime routine of praying and singing, I began the usual series of evening duties – laundry, in particular – and settled in for some good mind-numbing television. That’s when I witnessed the “Natural History of the Chicken”. Yes, chickens. In HD, even.Because one of our children (Elvis) discoveredContinueContinue reading “What are ya, Chicken?”

Sometimes, I rock him longer than I need to. A 20 pound body wraps around my chest and shoulders and neck, his head of hair underneath my chin, a hand fingering my necklace, the other gripping the back of my shirt as if to say, “Stay, Mom. I like it here.” The instant he beginsContinueContinue reading “Held”

I just came up with this great analogy for those of you who have not given a testimony in front of a church (or perhaps any public speaking occasion). Giving a testimony is kind of like having a child – you make all sorts of preparations and attend classes on breathing techniques, go through extremeContinueContinue reading “Testimony Sunday”

It is my great delight to reintroduce Sarah Wells, wife and mother, recomposed. A long weekend including a trip to the Great Geauga County Fair (really, the Great one, not the Mediocre one), adult-time with the husband, a complimentary Japanese Steakhouse meal that was complimentary only after ordering such delectable plates as steak and shrimpContinueContinue reading “Recomposed”

Much to my delight, Lydia has stopped the crazy crying bit at bedtime. We think it was too dark in her room. Yes, I feel like an ass. But mostly I am grateful for night lights.As we returned from the park a few days ago after feeding ducks at the pond and chasing the kidsContinueContinue reading “All Done?”