(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: Never underestimate the power of encouragement for moms. Learn one thing you need to refashion you mom friends’ superhero cape and build a strong community of moms.) “I was just told my youngest daughter needs to lose weight. By her doctor, of course.” Sara sighed her disappointment, not realizing her supermom cape had
(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: How my husband and I exchange Christmas gifts.) Are you also in the phase of life where everyone else (kids, mortgage, car, Target…) takes ALL YOUR MONEY? (Help us, Dave Ramsay.) That’s our current season. This fact has shaped how my husband and I exchange Christmas gifts. We’ve decided…We buy our own presents.
(Inside: Overcome your working mom guilt and better enjoy both work and motherhood.) The Working Mom Guilt I lingered a few feet outside the main doors of the gym where my son was playing in his final weekend basketball tournament. Phone to my ear, I discussed work with my colleague. When I hung up,
(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
(Inside: An inspirational free printable to empower you.) My squeaky shopping cart stopped in its tracks. “Life is art, paint your dreams.” That’s it. That’s the life-giving art I’ve been dragging my three kids around the store trying to find. Someone wrote that just for me. I’m sure of it. What the saying
(Inside: Alone time for moms is not just good for mothers, it’s also great for their kids. These empowering reasons will help moms better enjoy their refueling time.) I spent the morning at middle school orientation with my oldest son and I CAN’T EVEN BELIEVE IT. How is middle school upon us already? Yesterday, he