I have four amazing children. They’re my sun, moon, heart, and every other sappy thing people say. Also—the oldest is twenty-I-know-everything-about-life years old, two are teenagers, and the youngest is 11 going on 35. So yes, they’re also the reason for the tic under my left eye and the mysterious 3 a.m. wake-ups in a … Continue reading When Motherhood Tests Your Faith (and Your Sanity)