Share3Pin27TweetEmailShareReddit30 Shares That whole thing about the apple and the tree? Yeah, it’s kinda true. This isn’t breaking news, mind you. It’s just that four times in the last week, I’ve had conversations with different people about Luke’s various idiosyncrasies. These discussions inevitably resulted in some form of, “Where does he get that?” At…
SharePin18TweetEmailShareReddit18 Shares The day my nine-month-old fell off the bed, a friend was over. We were chatting in the hallway, sorting clothes to donate. I’d set him down on his back, sure he was in a good spot. I briefly hesitated, but knew it would only be a minute or two, and satisfied myself…
Share23Pin15Tweet6EmailShareReddit44 SharesMy Mom Confession…I Don’t Like Toys. When I was a child, my family lived in a small town. Making the hour long trek to the “big city” for a shopping trip was always a treat. It was an even bigger treat when the city finally got the greatest store ever…Toys R Us. My child-sized…
Share14Pin28Tweet4EmailShareReddit46 SharesWhat do you do when it seems like you never feel well? I get a little tired of hearing the mantra myself. Like a broken record-player. Playing the same old song over and over again. Those sad, disappointed little voices. “Mommy doesn’t feel good… Mommy’s tired… Mommy needs to lay down… Mommy doesn’t feel…
Share39Pin54Tweet3EmailShareReddit96 SharesOuch! That one small word can hold so many feelings and emotions. For some it evokes sympathy or compassion, even pity. For others it evokes shame and weakness. For me it’s always held feelings of all of the above, so I just didn’t let it out. I never saw this as a real problem….
Share49Pin51Tweet12EmailShareReddit112 Shares Common wisdom says that the best thing a mom and dad can do for their children is to love one another. But more important than that is for a child to see that his parents love Jesus Christ. Not, and I’m being very specific here, not merely hear it said that they love Him,…
Share20Pin25Tweet1EmailShareReddit46 Shares Dear Momma, Today I want to share some of my imperfections with you. I yell. A lot. Sometimes it seems that the only way that the boys will listen is if there is yelling involved. I lose my patience easily. I discipline out of anger. I have a hard time apologizing. Is…
Share6Pin21Tweet6EmailShareReddit33 Shares I am sitting on an airplane on my way to a conference and I am so frustrated! I couldn’t find the top I need to wear tonight. Just couldn’t find it. I tore the house up looking for it. How do things like that happen? How can you lose an outfit you…
Share27Pin12Tweet4EmailShareReddit43 Shares We cherish of the sweet moments of motherhood, of tucking our little ones in at night with soft moon-glow as they drift off in peaceful sleep. Reality strikes in any of the following scenarios that develop after the supposed final goodnight. “Mommy, I need a drink!” says the bright-eyed preschooler in the…
Share8Pin103TweetEmailShareReddit111 Shares Some days it is not easy to be a mother. I have known this for a long time, but never had it been so apparent as when when my 3rd little one showed up. He is so cute, smells so great – I love newborn smell – and he is up all. night….
Share14Pin12Tweet1EmailShareReddit27 Shares A couple weeks ago my son came home from school so excited to show me he had gotten 6 blue ROYAL tickets. These tickets represent the code of behavior in his school: R = Respect O = On-task Y = Your best A = Attitude L = LeadershipI looked at him and expressed…
Share6Pin11Tweet4EmailShareReddit21 Shares Two years ago, I began reading blogs with the view toward starting my own. In posts by Christian mothers, I kept running across comments like this: “I homeschool my children, but I’m not perfect.” “I use cloth diapers, but I’m not perfect.” Really? Why did you think that I thought you were? In…
Share11Pin3Tweet6EmailShareReddit20 SharesAlmost daily it’s likely you pack lunches. You wash your children’s clothes. You do their dishes. You probably even clean up after them, putting away toys and books, making their beds, and picking up their towels off the bathroom floor. These are all wonderful and motherly ways we show our family we love them….
Share9Pin6Tweet5EmailShareReddit20 Shares I think we’ve all had those days when we just absolutely don’t want to be a mom. It may be because we have spent the day cleaning up messes, dealing with tantrums, and trying to teach obedience. It may be simply because we are tired and don’t want to play or talk…
Share23Pin15Tweet9EmailShareReddit47 SharesIs today boring? Are things routine and mundane — monotonous, even? Life has plenty of excitement for any parent, both positive and negative, but in between are row upon row of those routine, remind-me-why-I’m-doing-this-again days. This morning during my devotion time I read from Exodus 13, which is copied below. The backstory here is that…
Share25Pin7Tweet10EmailShareReddit42 Shares On a recent trip to a conference in Boise, Idaho I realized that I had once again fallen into a repeated bad habit. I had packed too many clothes. I knew when I zipped up the piece that I wouldn’t wear half of what I packed (and I didn’t). To compound my…
Share58Pin211Tweet18EmailShareReddit287 Shares As a mom of two girls, I hope that they will bring kindness into a world that so often feels dark with hate crimes, poverty, entitled attitudes and war. I just want kindness – for my girls, their friends and our world. And yet I myself have so far to go in…
Share49Pin1Tweet7EmailShareReddit57 SharesExciting update! The series is here! It’s here! 😀 Come check it out! If you’re interested in adding your own post, leave a comment. There’s always room. 🙂 I am hosting a series in August, September and October called the Imperfect Mom Confessional. The strain of perfectionism is so strong, even among believers. Everyone…
Share108Pin164Tweet30EmailShareReddit302 SharesEvery day, I make mistakes with my kids. It could be a pretty good day with one little mistake, but often, I yell too loudly and too much, lose my patience too often, and just act like a complete fool. On those days, I can completely blow it. I don’t treat my kids in…