Autumn Fun without the Food
Autumn and Halloween can be fun without a focus on food. Here are two free printables to enjoy as a family.
Biblical Self-Care
When we stop looking inward and instead take up the cross of Christ we find true rest and refreshment.
Pink Dinosaurs
Just a day old and we need to make her a home. For now it will be in the NICU
Cruise ship activities coordinator
Looking for an energetic activities coordinator. Job includes long shifts, early am and late pm work with occasional midnight calls for emergencies. Must be a home cook chef in knowledge of food allergies and strict medical diets. Must be able to negotiate challenging arguments, bouts of frustration, and know how to redirect with ninja persuasion.… Continue reading Cruise ship activities coordinator
What fear holds you back from being the mom your kids need?
Judgement Call
One milestone reached, another waiting to be obtained. As a parent it is hard to rejoice when the road is long and weary.
Bobble Head
While looking for the small steps to big milestones gained, find the graceful moments to keep you going. Here’s a video to help babies gain head control.
Made for Another World
Have you ever stared at the mountains and wondered how they got there? Or watched the waves of the ocean crash on the sand as if they were speaking to you?
To: Friends and Family From: Mom of a Special Needs Child
Be patient, give grace, and know I am still here.
Providential Hands
Life can throw us curve balls. Just when you think everything will line up smoothly and all the ducks are in a row behind your marching orders, here comes life with a gust of wind to undue your hard work. Maybe, just maybe that gust of wind is a breath of fresh air. Jeremiah 29:11… Continue reading Providential Hands
Life Lesson 1057…Self-Care
It’s time to take a look at how you care for yourself as a mother.
Dark Rooms Part 2
Do you ever wake up suddenly by a noise and try to spring into action? It’s dark, everything is a little blurring, and your body just works on auto-pilot. Sitting in the MRI room watching Elsa was a blurry dark mess of emotions. Yet in the mess there were sparks of light, sparks of hope.… Continue reading Dark Rooms Part 2
Dark Rooms, Part 1
This post contains affiliated links. Memories exude a color in my mind. Darkness is the only way to describe a week I did not expect in our journey to a diagnosis with Elsa. I frequented our pediatrician weekly for weight checks. I pulled myself together for each visit and thoughtfully placed Elsa in her car… Continue reading Dark Rooms, Part 1
Survive or Thrive
The first time you meet your child is one of the best moments in life. So new, so naive, vulnerable, and reliant on innate instincts of the human condition. You would think motherhood would come naturally. You would think breastfeeding and understanding your babies every little noise would be instinct. If you’re a mother, you know… Continue reading Survive or Thrive
Sixth Sense
All humans have five major senses to engage with the world. These senses let us explore and interact with our surroundings, the physical world that we can enhance with our smell, taste, touch, sound, and sight. What about that gut feeling, the intuition or discernment of a situation? Is that our sixth sense? Day two… Continue reading Sixth Sense
Rose Colored Glasses
Have you ever worn a great pair of sunglasses in the summer? The lake isn’t as blinding when the sun hits the waves, the trees are a little greener, and the world is a little more crisp. Take them off and the sun burns your eyes making you squint with pain. Elsa continued to take… Continue reading Rose Colored Glasses
Pink Dinosaurs
One of the best things about church, not only in your home town, but the big Church around the globe is that there are people everywhere praying and supporting you. Angela is one that after moving from Juneau to Anchorage continues to be a great support. She was there in the hospital as David, my… Continue reading Pink Dinosaurs
Three chickens and a farmer’s wife
You can frequently hear me refer to my children as chickens. Constantly running, jumping, and squawking, my boys are exploring the world with all five senses. My daughter just squeals with eyes wide open. My husband tends his home and office producing a crop of God fearing children and a wife in love with every… Continue reading Three chickens and a farmer’s wife