The Mom She Needs


Happy Tuesday, friends! I am over on Her View From Home again today with a piece about postpartum depression. I share my story of dealing with it for a little while after my first daughter’s birth. I hope you will take a peek into my life for a minute and read about my experience. Many moms struggle with this and I want to be a voice of freedom for them to also share their very personal experiences. Life (and all of it’s moments) is meant to be shared, right? Thank you for checking it out HERE.

Here’s a sneak peek:

She came home. Only to scream ugly comments to me that poke at the very identity of who I am. She said she wished I was never her mother. Doesn’t she know? I ache every single day because I AM her mother. The truth that she is a gift that I barely received is something I carry with me everywhere I go. It is a part of who I am.


To read more, click here! For more Her View From Home posts, click on the HVFH category in the drop down menu. I generally write about motherhood, faith, and grief along with other amazing mommy writers. Thanks!


How I Started to Love Motherhood Again



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

Thanks friends!

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Kiss Them Goodnight


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.

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Saturday Spotlight 5



Today I came across an article from CNN about what the birth bags of pregnant mothers include inside of them as they prepare for their visit to the hospital. The photos reveal what mothers from all over the world have to prioritize for their babies to come into this world safely. The bags include everything from the typical baby blankets to flashlights and flasks. Check out the article by Jamie Gumbrecht HERE! There are 19 pictures total and each one is eye opening as to what each part of the world offers or doesn’t offer in the baby-having process.



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