Today was one of those days where I was counting down the minutes until bedtime. If one more person under 3 feet tall says my name, I think I’m going to explode, and it isn’t going to be pretty. I tried to do all of the right things. I made sure that my quiet time was a priority, ate healthily, avoided sugar, and gave each kid undivided attention. But as the day draws to a close I am done.
Let’s face it not every day can be an exceptional day, even if we do all of the right things. We are a bunch of sinners living together in close spaces. As I sit down to gain some sanity at the end of my day, I remind myself of some truths, that I would like to share with you moms.
These days won’t last forever. Cherish the moments, yes even the bad ones. I often think of my mom, who lost my brother at the age of seventeen. For her even after a rough day, she would give anything to pick up after my brother again, to hear his loud voice, screams, or laughs.
My Grandma told me once that each day she would remind herself that tomorrow her kids were going to be a day older. How she spent her day determined whether that was something to be grateful for or sorrowful over.
It’s a new year, and everyone is making their New Year’s resolutions in hopes that we can stick to them. But let’s be honest a year is a long time, and we will probably fail at each and every one of them. Don’t be discouraged, however, because the important thing is that we get back up and try again.
Today is the day to make a change. New years is a time for a fresh start. Most of us have eaten more than we should and have gotten out of our routines. But it’s time to get back to life.
To help you start the year off right I wanted to begin this year by giving you a list of apps that I use to my advantage almost every day. If you are like me, your phone goes most everywhere with you throughout the day and is one of our most underutilized tools. Sure it is great to scroll through Facebook or Instagram but can be so much more.
So, I wanted to help you get more from your phone and give you a base to start using apps to do your day well.
While the New Year is here, I have one final reflection on this past Advent season. This year my attention returned again and again to the subject of Shepherds. Particularly the shepherds to which the angel came and proclaimed the birth of Christ.
At the time of Jesus’ birth shepherds were on one of lowest rungs of the social ladder. They were marginalized people. But as God tends to do, He came first to the shepherds and proclaimed the good news of his birth. This year I have a new appreciation and understanding of the Shepherds.
During this time Bethlehem was known for providing spotless lambs to the temple to be sacrificed. The shepherds here were specially trained to raise these spotless lambs for temple use. That was their job.
Having now nursed six babies in my motherhood journey, I can tell you that it hasn’t always been easy. One would think that it would come completely natural, but unfortunately, that is not always the case.
Right off the bat let me say it can be painful at first. Usually, the reason for this is a bad latch especially if the pain continues past the first week or so.
Within the first week, you can get chapped and be in pain just because it’s all new, even if you are doing everything entirely correct. My favorite balm to help soothe chapped nipples is a product called Earth Mama Angel Baby Non GMO Natural Nipple Butter Nursing Cream. I know, I know that names of some of these things make me laugh, but if you are in enough pain to need it, you will not care what they call it.
Mom, do you feel like you are losing control of your children? Are you constantly repeating yourself? Are you frustrated and overwhelmed?
Lately, I’ve been feeling like my home is a war zone. I feel like I’m walking onto a battlefield every morning. It’s thoroughly exhausting. In a parenting class many years ago our pastor told us “We don’t negotiate with terrorists.” Sadly, I’ve been finding myself doing more and more of that a lot lately.
When we find ourselves in this situation, we have two options. We can either take cover and pretend everything is alright or we can face the “enemy” head-on.
If you find you are constantly repeating yourself, out of routine, or wondering what your kids are doing with their time, you need to go back to the basics.
Recently, in conversation with an elderly friend, the question was asked, “What is one of the biggest things you have learned in all of your years of mothering and being a wife?”
She thought for a minute, and her response was, “I learned that I needed to wake up each morning and purpose to die to self that day: especially in the years of mothering. If I didn’t purpose to do this, things usually went awry.”
There is so much truth in that statement. I started to think about my daily interactions. What are things that anger me? Why do I get so frazzled? Why do I get overwhelmed?
Be honest mom, every year you say you aren’t going to go crazy with gifts this year. And if you are like me every year you look back and say “Oh dear, I bought too much.”
This Christmas season, I’ve been doing much reflecting on my childhood and the Christmases we had together. While there are a few standout gifts, what has stood out the most is the time spent together as a family. I don’t know anyone who ever looks back and regrets time well spent with their children, family, and friends.
The best gift that you can give your family is your time. You can’t get it back or trade it in for something better. Time is a precious commodity that we all too often squander away.
I live with a reformed Ebenezer Scrooge. As a child who bounced around a lot, my husband has never been a big fan of the holidays. Growing up he didn’t have great memories of the holidays, and they were just shallow to him.
I, on the other hand, have many fond memories of Christmas. My parents instilled in us the true meaning of Christmas. These are precious and sweet memories that I have and I want to pass down to my kids, building memories and bonds that will last a lifetime.
Growing up with completely different backgrounds, it has taken years for my joy of Christmas to light the fire and warm my husband’s heart.
For the past few years, I can say that we have had a full blown Christmas. Stockings, Trees, Music and have even started pointing up lights outside. For anyone that knows my husband, this is a huge accomplishment. In fact last year he couldn’t wait to get the house decorated for Christmas!
As the mother of a large family, one would think that we have had years of athletics in our home. My husband always enjoyed sports and athletic competitions of any type so of course, our children would be athletes, right? Wrong.
Our first two children were very apathetic to sports, so our family is new to the world of youth sports. My seven-year-old son, whom we affectionately refer to as Triple-O, decided on a whim this past summer, he wanted to play football. And if you know him, you probably would have thought him the least likely of our children to follow in his father’s footsteps.
However, at seven, here we are jumping all into the world of youth football. We practice three times a week with games on the weekends. It has become a family affair. We go to practice with all of the brood. We have traveled around the country. It has been a great way to get out in the fresh air and cheer on our little guy.
But I digress.
About six weeks into the season I noticed my little guy starting to limp. We visited the trainer and got diagnosed with every runner’s nightmare, shin splints.
My best friend can clean a surface faster than anyone I know. I, on the other hand, get stress paralyzed by the smallest of crumbs. Eventually, I get it done, but organization and task management are far from my natural skill set.
Watching her, with hopes that I could learn from her magical skills, I noticed that she never leaves an area until she has completed it. She’ll make piles of things that go elsewhere, but she is completely present while she is doing the job.
I have learned this same lesson, the hard way, applies to with other areas including homeschooling. We as the mom/teacher have to multitask to some degree. If we don’t few things would ever get accomplished, but I do believe there are unnecessary distractions that if we would just be all in where ever we are that we could get to the other jobs and do them well.