Hi, I'm a Mom on a Mission to Raise One Faithful Boy

For as long as I can remember, I pictured having one child. Maybe it was because I longed to give him a simpler, steadier life — one with less noise, less comparison, and less of the sibling and blended-family drama I had seen and felt growing up.

That desire was not something I arrived at lightly. It was shaped by my own story, my own wounds, and a quiet conviction that I could love one child with everything I had — and that would be enough.

What Therapy Taught Me About Parenting

Through therapy, honest reflection, and wisdom from incredible people God has placed along the way, I have learned how much our stories shape the way we parent. The things we carry — the family dynamics we grew up in, the pain we never fully processed, the patterns we swore we would never repeat — they show up in the way we hold our children, the way we respond when they cry, the way we define what a family is supposed to look like.

Doing that work has been one of the greatest gifts I have given my son. Not because I have it all figured out. But because I am willing to keep looking inward, keep asking hard questions, and keep choosing to parent from a place of intention rather than reaction.

Four Years In

Four years into raising our son, this journey has become one of God's greatest gifts to us. He is curious, tender-hearted, and deeply loved. He asks questions that stop me in my tracks. He prays with a sincerity that humbles me. He is our one and only — and that is not a consolation prize. It is a calling.

This blog is my honest, imperfect record of motherhood, faith, healing, and everything God continues to teach me while raising and shepherding our one. From healing journeys to navigating the questions that come with raising an only child, I share what has worked, what has not, and what scripture has carried us through.

Why This Space Exists

I started Serenity in Our One because I could not find the community I was looking for — a space for Christian mothers raising only children, where the conversation was rooted in faith rather than apology. A place where one child was not a starting point or a disappointment, but a complete and beautiful gift.

If you are here, I think you might be looking for the same thing. Welcome. I am so glad you found your way.