(Inside: A busy mom’s prayer for Christmas. Build your faith in the holiday season. See God in the holiday hustle.) A Busy Mom’s Christmas Prayer Dear God, This time of the year is magical – but oh so busy. Lord, I want to see YOU in the Hustle. I pray that… When we are
(Inside: A tool to help you love being a mom. Motherhood is hard, and parenting is work, so all moms need this one simple way to enjoy the present more. FInd excessive joy in being a mother.) Our family littered our mudroom with shoes as we filed into our home. One kid rushed to let out our golden doodle, my husband bounded upstairs to plug in
(Inside: 8 best podcasts for moms that will motivate women. Accomplish more and meet your goals by listening to these inspirational podcasts for women. ) The pile of plates teetered as I carried them from my kitchen to the dining room. Next, I grabbed the stacks of Tupperware, mismatched bottoms and tops thrown together looking like the Eiffel tower in shambles and not
(Inside: Don’t underestimate the power of music. Here are 5 best songs to make your day better.) My son’s head lay on my arm as his little body nestled into the curve of mine. He drifted off to sleep against me, glad I’d stayed with him for a few minutes after his tuck-in.
(Inside: Good parenting skills start here. Do you feel like you’re saturated with parenting advice? What should be your focus? This one thing will help you conquer the parenting season like the champion you are.) Off, off, off! I fumbled at my car radio. I don’t need to hear anybody roar…
(Inside: Find confidence to beat your challenges.) Moms, you know the times when you work hard at something – whatever pulses in your heart you MUST DO – finally, you present your “product” with arms up, chest puffed out and a “ta-dah”? Then, crickets… That’s where I was at. I had an idea
My hand smoothed warm cheeks before I bent down and kissed my sons’ goodnight. The stairs creaked as I tiptoed down them to settle comfortably in my favorite zebra fabric chair at our dining room table. I felt my body relax into writing, the keys of my laptop feeling good against my fingers. The lights
(Inside: A simple family activity that will help you and your kids be happier.) “Mom, I hid in the bathroom because I was scared my teacher would make me read my paragraph in front of the whole class,” my son whispered in the safety of the dimly lit room as I tucked him
(Inside: Mentally capturing the mom-moments we never want to forget.) Do you know what my recent favorite moment was? I stood outside in the driveway, my fingers laced around coffee with salted mocha creamer. The steady bounce of the basketballs leaving my sons hands and thumping against the backboard floated in the air.
(Inside: How to reduce worry.) I looked down at my wounds. Two lines of raw skin replaced where the strap to my fancy shoes had just adorned my feet. Every time I wear those sandals, my feet spend the next week recovering. Yet I still talk myself into that stylish pair BECAUSE MY OUTFIT WILL