Motherhood
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Mommy Needs Medicine – And That’s Okay
“Mommy, what is that?” “It’s Mommy’s medicine for her anxiety. It’s one of the ways that God helps me.” Seemed like a simple response and he took the answer without having any further…
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It’s Kingdom Work
“It’s kingdom work. Just keep telling yourself that as you change yet another diaper.” That’s what I had to tell myself today. As I changed another diaper and I wiped another snotty nose…
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God Blessed Me With One of Each
God blessed me with one of each. Some mamas are either all boy mom or all girl mom, but I got blessed with both. God knew I needed someone as stubborn as me…
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I Can’t Always Save You, But I Can Point You to the One Who Can
I often forget about your innocence. These little hands that will one day shape the world reminded me of this today. Your sweet, little heart that knows nothing about hate or division because…
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Dear Husband, Thank You For Always Knowing What I Need
It was past five o’clock. Actually, it was 5:30 p.m. to be exact and you were late. I didn’t even say “hi.” I just passed off the kid to you to change her…
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I Feel God’s Presence Everywhere in Motherhood
I used to only feel God’s presence in a church. But not just any church, the kind of church where there are stained glass windows and an altar. You know, the cathedral-type. The…
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Baby, You’re Perfect
I counted the toes and the fingers. I memorized those little eyes looking up at me, blinking as they tried to focus on this new world. I examined the ears and the nose,…
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Having Anxiety Doesn’t Make You a Bad Mom
My anxiety sometimes makes me feel like a bad mom. Sometimes, I even hate the mother I am because of how it can take over. It makes me snap at my children when…
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Mommy, Why Are You Sad?
Dear Mommy, Things feel different since you brought home the new baby. You told me things would change and they have, but you’ve also changed. You’re sad and you cry a lot. You…
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A Mama Sometimes Has to Raise Her Voice
She sometimes has to raise her voice. Before I became a mother, I always thought that moms just had loud voices. Or worse, that they yelled all the time and were miserable. But…
