“Mom, how did you know Dad was the one?” She asked. The question dug into my heart. I knew how important it was to answer well.

“Do you feel this lump right here on her head?” I asked. “Yes.” she responded. It wasn’t all in my mind. Panic pulled my heart into my stomach.

Can we say it together? “I am not superwoman.” Here are three verses reminding me that I don’t need to be.

Defeat followed me the rest of the day. Embarrassment taunted me. Something happened when I reached the car. I became aware of the real battle I’d fought all afternoon.

It was in those who-is-the-adult-here-moments that my husband wove into our children’s lives something which didn’t come easily for me.

As parents, we’re told time and again, “Don’t blink, or you’ll miss it!” But I don’t think it’s about whether or not we blink.