Hi folks! It’s been a few days since I have posted anything because my hubs and I went out of town to NYC for a romantic getaway. ❤ We had a blast- ok, you talked me into it. Here’s a pic of us enjoying a rooftop club in Manhattan:
Anyways…I wanted to hop on here and share my newest piece on Her View From Home! It’s a shout out to all you mama’s out there who feel tired, neglected, ignored, or just plain scared. (Don’t we all feel these things in a variety of ways at different times on our mommyhood journey?)
Here’s a snippet:
You can use your unique voice to impart lasting words of wisdom to your little ones. You can laugh out loud in the middle of folding laundry and cry tears of gratitude as you stumble over piles of Legos. You can see your reflection as a timeless reminder that you tirelessly fought to be your own kind of beautiful, the kind that only you can be. You can boldly love those babes with fierce abandon; with a certainty that calms every fear inside of their hearts.
I hope you scoot over to Her View From Home and give it a glance. Pass it along to any mama friends that you think might need some encouragement to keep on being amazing! Noone can do your job- God picked you to love those kiddo’s in your home. Pat yourself on the back and put one foot in front of the other on the hard days. It will be SO worth it!
Read more HERE!
Today I was published on the amazing site, HerViewFromHome, with a piece on motherhood. I wanted to be real about my struggles as a mom while encouraging all the different types of moms out there to keep on going.
It Will Be Worth It.
Please hop over and check it out! Mother’s Day is right around the corner and this may be just the encouragement you need to see your amazing job as a mother with brand new eyes. We mama’s need to stick together and hold each other up, right? I got your back. 🙂
Here’s the link to my article again: How I Started to Love Motherhood Again
Having kids is tiring. I love each of my four bundles with insane devotion but, man, I have a hard time keeping my eyes open after 8:00 pm these days.
Kissing them goodnight requires some major willpower because I am typically a lazy pile of bones on the couch by then. I’ve started drifting off to dreamland when I hear little feet running in my direction.
“Mommy, don’t forget to come pray and kiss us goodnight.”
I want to stay on that sofa. I want to be comfortable. I want to doze off under the warm blanket. After all, it has been a long day of mothering.
But I don’t. (Unless I’m sick and literally can’t get up off the couch.) Not because I’m amazing and super awesome. Only because of the promise I made to myself when I became a mom: I WILL ALWAYS CHOOSE MY KIDS’ FUTURE OVER MY PRESENT.
One day, I won’t have little cheeks to kiss and tiny hands to hold in the night. One day, I will no longer be able to whisper God’s truth into their ears as the sun goes down outside their bedroom windows.
One day, they will be all grown up and in their own homes wrestling with the idea of staying on that cozy couch instead of getting up to tuck their precious little ones into bed.
And I want them to choose well. I want them to put tomorrow ahead of today. I want them to look back and remember that I never forgot to kiss them goodnight.