Long before Legos on the floor, the sound of little feet running through the rooms, laughter from tickles, wipes, tantrums, story time, and diaper changes there was you and her. There were lazy afternoons, dating, long conversations, laughter, and visions of what a home filled with children would be. There was a white dress, wedding… Continue reading Husbands, remember your wife.
If you’re looking for that piece that’s going to have an uplifting ending, this isn’t it. This is the truth of the mom driving in her car after experiencing near chaos with her 2 year old in her dance class while tears well up in her eyes (the mom not the child) and she asks… Continue reading The ugly moments of parenting
In the messy chaos and beauty that is motherhood for me, I think of these words. I am still feeling the lingering effects of last night’s emotional yet beautiful moment that I experienced with Celeste. Every morning I wake up and pray to God and ask him to help me be more patient, to not… Continue reading Let the calm come in
A couple of nights ago I was waking up from my usual bed time routine with the girls. As I stood in the bathroom prepping myself to wash my face I thought to myself… Yes, sometimes it is sucky that the only way our youngest, Elysse, will fall asleep is if I lay down beside… Continue reading These moments are fleeting
So these are bits and pieces from a conversation I’m having this morning with my dearest cousin and it prompted me to share on here with you all. cousin: so wtf is going on with yo? you? why the disorganized feeling? LOL me: i don’t know!!! LOL. i feel tired today. i feel like i need a… Continue reading Juggling adulting and parenting
So correction to my last post, my husband was not on a 72 hour shift, no no, he was on a 96 hour shift. Yep, that’s right. After three days of being with my girls 24/7 while they are both battling a very nasty stomach virus, I have a pretty good idea now of what… Continue reading The best hour and fifteen minutes of my life
I am walking our 2 year old in her stroller inwardly praying that she falls asleep so I can finally get a little break, when I begin to feel tears welling in my eyes as I talk to God. I choke back tears and whisper to Him how sorry I am for my messy parenting.… Continue reading My messy parenting