Encouragement for Moms of Preschoolers
I recently ran into something online that shocked me. It was shared by a Christian leader who was advocating the absolute wrong kind of self care, including reminders to “be selfish,” to think of our kids as burdens, and to put our own happiness first in our marriages. When I came across these words, I […] Read more…
I’m SO thrilled to share this amazing list of podcasts for Christian moms! It may sound dramatic, but my life hasn’t been the same since I discovered podcasts. I really want to make it easier to find your perfect podcasts, because they’ve made a powerful difference in my everyday life. Through different shows, I’ve learned […] Read more…
Little Moments Around the Table A few months ago, my five-year-old son couldn’t hear worth a hoot. I’m pretty sure the only reason we knew Kai needed ear tubes is because we have meals together as a family. Sitting together at the table meant the atmosphere in our house was relatively quiet, we were in […] Read more…
I’m covered in a soft blanket, sitting next to a warm cup of coffee, listening to nothing but the sound of a clock ticking as my two kids nap. My sweet children are sleeping off their fevers, and we haven’t been healthy in weeks. I’ve lost sleep and peace of mind too. Nothing sounds better […] Read more…
In case you didn’t know, I’m kind of an essential oils geek. I started with my first bottle of essential oil (hooray for lavender!) about six years ago. I had a lot of questions, and if you’re starting out, I’m sure you do too! I know that learning to use your oils can be overwhelming, […] Read more…
I’m in a complete brain fog lately. On my weekly email, I recently mentioned how July 4th messed up my mental calendar. Well, it messed it up so completely that I got ahead of schedule and tried to drop my son off at preschool camp a week early. We did have fun at the playground […] Read more…
A beautiful mess is a great description of my life as a mom of little ones. There was a time when the spit-up around my house was so constant, it could be counted on. I’d carry a towel with me for the inescapable splat I’d hear as I carried my daughter around and played with […] Read more…
