5 Ways to Not Lose Your Mind When You Have Small Children and Are Exhausted.

Walking around in the brisk evening air, holding a book I’d been longing to finish I see my 2 year old running toward me.  He is covered in orange juice he personally squeezed and the combination of boogers and dirt on his face could easily gag a less experienced mother.  In his perfectly broken 2 year old language he blurts out “I found ‘nother one. Help me, mom!” (Don’t panic, we have orange trees.) And so I put the book down…AGAIN…and peel his dirty little orange. He runs off to be with his older siblings and for some reason, I…

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When Facebook all Seems for Nothing…4 Areas to Focus on When Life Seems Shallow.

I logon…3 messages…56 notifications. I don’t care. All I can think of is Noah Chamberlin. My heart is broken over the tragic loss of a 2 year old boy who is part of my extended family, a boy I have never met, but who has changed me forever. I love Facebook. I always have, but after a recent sabbatical I haven’t been back in full force.  Then with the tragic week of missing Noah, the only internet I could stand were posts from his family or news reports on the current status.  Angela  is Noah’s aunt and has been a…

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The Story of a Failed Ringbearer…and 4 Tips for you if Your Child is going to be in a Wedding!!

This was the moment, it was going to happen!! As I stood, in my Matron of Honor dress behind my 3 young boys with my 2 young daughters behind me, my heart leapt realizing he was really going to do it!! My 6 and 7 year old boys dawned their sunglasses and earpieces and as they flanked my toddler son who stood perfectly dressed, ring pillow situated in his tiny grip. As my 7 year old gently went to touch the official ring bearers back to nudge him forward, it happened… Now, every mother has been overly confidant in the…

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Be A Better Wife Wednesday: Tell him with love

“Okay”, I say as I walk away and tears are streaming down my face, but he doesn’t see them.  In an effort to avoid the gazillion questions children ask when they suspect you’ve been crying I go to my room to regain some composure and maybe wash my face. My husband hurt my feelings. Sitting here typing this I can’t remember exactly what he said,  but I know a few things: My husband loves me. He doesn’t hurt my feelings on purpose. He may not have meant what he said the way I took it. Now at this point (after your…

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Be a Better Mom Monday: Cultivating Loving Sibling Relationships

With the holidays just over and the new year upon us I’ve been reflecting on how traditions are holding up in my generation. Adult siblings fascinate me and as I pray for the future relationships of my own children I’m looking for ways to cultivate long lasting relationships between them. Sibling relationships are so important to me. The tips on the previous sibling relationships post is a good read too!! I try to: Build family unity: We are all on the same team. Well, it’s my husband and I against the children some days, but you know what I mean. We talk…

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Be a Better Mom Monday: Seek Contentment

Overwhelmed with disappointment, I struggle to find some semblance of contentment. My day old coffee is warm, not hot. My children bicker noisily in the background of my thoughts.  On the bench next the front door sits a tall laundry basket overflowing with folded clothes. As I sit at my barely clear kitchen table with large decorated gingerbread men in my peripheral I hear a load of laundry in the dryer. This morning I pushed start for the thrid time. I will walk across a dirty kitchen floor to get to the laundry room that holds another full basket of…

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I’m not giving up cookies for Christmas and I don’t care who knows it!!

Exhausted, I stumble out of bed and into my workout clothes, compression socks, running shoes and contacts. It’s dark both inside and outside so I fumble to find a hair band.  I don’t dare turn on any lights in fear of waking up a child, but I DO brush my teeth because thankfully I have a new neighbor I will be meeting in my garage for our early morning workout. I would not be up before the sun if it weren’t for her accountability, but that is a post for another day… We spend 20-30 minutes mimicking the woman on…

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Sugar in your coffee.

He stands there lovingly with my favorite mug in his outstretched hand.  He’s made me a cup of coffee and I can tell from his eyes, he is loving me.  I can also tell with my eyes he’s maxed out my drink caloric intake with the amount of half n half and sugar he’s added to my brew. I have two choices…  Whine, nag or complain that my dear husband has made me a cup of coffee WRONG. OR 2.  Say “Thank You!!” and kiss the man who will be by my side until I die. I would just like…

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Be A Better Mom Monday |Don’t Worry

My firstborn leaned back on the exam table. Shaking with tears in his eyes, he was fighting them back.  So tough and brave, my heart ached watching him hold to such manly qualities at such a young age. I covered his eyes as instructed by the doctor so the long needle digging into ino his foot wouldn’t startle him.  He had to be completely still for her to safely numb the area. So with a Moby wrapping my baby snug against my chest and my 6 year old in the chair behind me, I held tight to my oldest boy’s hand…

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Motherhood: When I close my eyes…

It’s quarter to 2am, the baby has been asleep for hours, so have the rest of the littles. I just can’t bring myself to go to my bed. I’m exhausted, but I’m just sitting here catching up with people and life in these few precious, quiet, moments I won’t have in the daylight hours. I’ve watched ridiculous shows as I’ve folded piles of laundry. I’ve read encouraging blog posts on motherhood. (This one is really good!) I’ve let my mind wander back to days past. Even though my mind is telling my heart to go to bed, I can’t bring…

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