Hi there!

I am Catholic wife, speaker, writer, Louisiana belle, and mother of six children ages 13 to brand-new. I like my espresso with cream and my fiction Jane Austen. I’m an introvert who took 32 years to figure out she hadn’t gotten the short end of the stick. I have deep devotions to the Sacred Heart, St. Joseph, Our Lady, and Divine Mercy. I started this blog back in 2009, and over the years and in different seasons, my ministry has included speaking, retreats, blogging, podcasting, and radio.

So what’s my Story?

After a short-lived modeling career in New York City after high school, I went back to college and promptly met my future husband at a Christian summer camp in North Carolina. Michael and I were married in 2008. Michael can build anything, carries the Fun Dad card full-time, and has bad luck with arm injuries. Michael and I are currently the National Couple responsible for the English-speaking Domestic Church movement in the United States. We don’t have marriage all figured out, but our story is hands-down proof that your marriage has as much potential as God has power. 

Until 2020, I was a stay-at-home, homeschooling mom. I drove my large, busy young family around in a big white 12 passenger van. I spent a lot of time in those first 12 years of marriage and motherhood learning lessons like how to lean into a growing season, how to pray with my husband, how to not hate NFP, and how to celebrate that we all give our children different gifts. 

Fast forward through many plot twists to 2023, however, and life looks a lot different around here. These days Michael and I run carpools for three different schools. I work at a secular job outside the home. I drive an old SUV–which we’ve filled to capacity since adding the the sweetest baby boy on the block to our crew in October 2022. And we are just coming out of a year where I worked full time and Michael was a stay-at-home dad after he survived a small engine plane crash.

A plane crash wasn’t the only plot twist I never saw coming. Have I mentioned that two of my youngest boys are just shy of Irish twins, and are a double-handful of knife stories, escape attempts, and weird things I’ve had to disinfect? Or that early on in marriage, we had to live with my parents for two years (with three young children in tow) while getting back on our feet after my husband almost cut off his arm in a chainsaw accident? Or that Michael and I have started and closed three small businesses together over the years? 

I’ve learned that God writes straight with crooked lines, and that the hardest year of your life can end up being a year of favor. 

I write about searching for and maintaining peace in the ordinary and the extraordinary. I’d love to have you along for the ride.