This morning we had to push the reset button. From the morning my kids woke up, there were cries that echoed through the halls of our house. As I drug my feet down the halls to get their clothes for school, I already knew that my heart wasn’t in the right place, but onward I shuffled, figuring I would deal… View Post
I don’t have to be the first person to tell you that kids are impressionable. Their little minds are like sponges, picking up everything they hear and see. It doesn’t matter what is modeled for them, good or bad, they are bound to pick it up sooner or later the longer they are exposed to it. And sadly, we underestimate… View Post
And on the 8th day, God looked down on His planned paradise, and said, “I need a caretaker.” So God made a Grandma. God said I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, give the baby a bottle and her daughter a break, work all day making meals, give the baby a bottle again, then change the diapers… View Post
Blessed are the poor in wallet, for they have given all of their money to Target. Blessed are those who mourn their sleep, for they shall take power naps. Blessed are the moms who go to the bathroom with an audience, for they shall never be lonely. Blessed are those who haven’t showered for three days, for they shall go… View Post
Everything I do gets undone. It took me three hours to fold five loads of laundry today. THREE HOURS. I had help, you see. Once the madness of folding was over, I finished putting the last pile for the day back in its drawers. That’s when I looked over at the laundry basket in my daughter’s closet… it was already… View Post