I am in an interesting position. Here in southern Mississippi a new school year is starting. I have plenty of friends celebrating this milestone in their children’s lives, but since Moose is not school aged yet, I am experiencing a whole different array of emotions. I was a text book nerd growing up, so I can’t wait to celebrate this coming of age with Moose and Fox when the time comes. But today, I am overcome with the reminder to let them be little.
Today, I celebrate 13 years of marriage to my husband. Our road has not always been smooth, but all the bumps along the way have strengthened us and give me reason to look forward to the next (13)years of I Still Do. And as I say “I Still Do,” I start thinking about how important it is to date your spouse.
We have had a visitor sneaking in with our family lately. He’s been lurking in shadows waiting to pounce on us at moments when we let our guard down; moments when we feel defeated and vulnerable. This visitor is highly unwelcome; of course this visitor doesn’t have a physical presence so it’s incredibly difficult to get rid of. I suspect many of you have been in the presence of this sneaky visitor as well. Who is this visitor? Parent guilt.
Grace filled parenting. Sometimes this seems so easily obtainable and other times it seems to be the last thing I will ever achieve.
French toast wrapped in layers of cinnamon apples and creamy cheese. This overnight apple pie will make even the most non-morning person excited about mornings.
Toddler sleep. It’s a funny thing; ever changing and unpredictable and can lead to some very sleepless nights.
Kid crafts are a regular thing in our house. Coffee drinking is also a regular thing in my world.
Raise your hand if you have become a coffee connoisseur since becoming a mom? (You don’t really have to) Good to know I am not alone. Coffee has definitely become my pick-me-up drink since I finished nursing the kids and no longer drink pop- I’m from Ohio and refuse to call it anything else. One morning, as I was using the last of a coffee canister, my mind started brainstorming ways to use the empty canister. Since I enjoy kid crafts I knew it had to be something that involved them. As I washed their little hands after breakfast, the lightbuld went off. A flower pot displaying their hand prints… afterall it’s only for a moment their hands will be small enough to craft such a keepsake.
Being a stay at home mom is one of the most challenging jobs I have ever had. Unlike most jobs, stay at home moms don’t get the chance to punch out and take a breather. Chaos consumes my life pretty much from sun up to sundown. Because of this, it’s easy for me start to feel a sense of melancholy. My kids are a source indescribable joy, but they also continually introduce new trials.
We have recently been working with Moose trying to teach him how to put puzzles together. Like most things in this parenting game, this presented challenges for which I was unprepared. Then one day, it all just clicked and he was piecing together puzzles of varying difficulty all of his own accord. It got me thinking, that’s what life is like: we struggle with different tasks and then one day something clicks and what once seemed overwhelming and impossible now feels achievable.
That’s the purpose of this blog for me. I don’t have things all figured out and I stumble on a nearly daily basis, but I want to encourage other moms to keep their heads up. In Finding Peace, I talked about my personal struggle as a Stay at Home Mom and how I found joy and happiness in my circumstances through prayer. This is an ongoing quest filled with hills and valleys, but those days which seem dark and low are never the end.
In John 10:10, Jesus says, “The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I have come that they may have life and have it abundantly.” My kids are still young, but I am realizing this time is fleeting. I want to have that abundant life with my kids, happy and full of joy. I want this to be a time I cherish, not wish away. This is fully obtainable, but I won’t succeed on my own.
I need a support group. A group of moms who can encourage one another along the way and help remind each other of the happiness God promises when we follow Him. Journaling is a great way to reflect on where you have been and how far God has brought you. This also provides a record of what helped you through tough situations, so you can build hope and inspire other moms along their journey.
So that’s my mission. I want to build a community of moms who celebrate one another and build each other up when we stumble. I want to provide hope to the mom who has had another bad mommy day because we all have them and deserve some encouragement when we feel like we’re backed against the wall. Much like a jigsaw puzzle, our pieces will start to fit together and we’ll see the bigger, brighter picture.
I want to hear from you. Share your thoughts on how you build other moms up when life gets a little tough.
As a SAHM, I am guilty of focusing on all the things I do during the day which Daddy doesn’t get to help with. Whether it’s cleaning, changing diapers, fixing dinner or simply just keeping the kids alive, I easily become consumed with the tasks to check off on my to-do list. I have recently been thinking about the things that occupy Daddy’s plate?
Life is full of chaos. There’s no way to avoid it, which is truly difficult to accept for someone with a Type A personality. I like things to stick to a plan and no matter how hard I try, when things start to go awry, I stress.
I found these awesome paint tools and could not wait to test them out with Moose and Fox. Last Friday, I gathered our paints, paint tools, some white poster board, and clothes pins to hang our “canvases” and gathered the troops to head outside.