There are very few points in time that I’d rather soak in then the ones where I’m cleaning up after a long, chaotic day; only to be reminded that the pains from scattered foot torture toys and alphabet fridge magnets are actually a blessing in disguise.Read More
There's more, but when I sat down to write; these are what came to mind first. I think we all have different perspectives when it comes to what helps us get through the parenting game. It's definitely been eye-opening to witness this thing you made take on a personality of it's own; individually interpreting everything you've taught them. It's also amazing, and beautiful, and frustrating, and sad. I would be lying if I didn't say I was a little sad. Sad that I'm already buying 18 month clothes. Sad that I didn't get to experience breastfeeding like I thought I would. Sad because I feel a little guilty about the 'shoulda, woulda, coulda's' of my early parenting choices. Mainly sad because after this year, I will have a walking, back talking, NO shouting, gremlin of a toddler on my hands.Read More
I know it seems like I'm going off on a random tangent, but lately I've been vibing so hard with my tribe. The collective group of women I'm lucky enough to call my friends & family. I have no idea how I've managed to hold on to the majority of them as long as I have (12 years plus, if you can believe that.) but God has truly provided a consistent flow of support throughout my life.
Just a gentle reminder for those of us that struggle with the day to day comparison game. It's hard not to wish, want, and chase after material fillers that fit within our Instagram squares. I myself am so guilty. It's important to take a step back and remember what's important. And I can tell you right now it's not going to be anything that's found inside of a mobile device.Read More
Social media isn’t always going to authentically portray who I am as a mom, wife, friend, or sibling. There are moments where I struggle with the vulnerability I choose to highlight versus some of the uglier content that I choose to withhold. There are posts that I find myself second guessing and deleting in fear of judgement. All of which ultimately makes me wonder: how much of ourselves are we willing to be transparent about, and how much are we still hiding because we want to be approved of and liked by our peers?Read More