When Papa Comes Home

Life at my house I was standing at the kitchen sink filling Taylor’s bottle with water. Behind me both boys were throwing fits. Taylor was starving hungry, Jaxon had refused to eat his supper. Gerry was working late and so I had evening baby duty by myself. Why can’t there be peace in this house even when he isn’t here? That was what went through my mind in some form or another. Don’t get me wrong, there are peaceful times at our house even when Papa isn’t home. It’s not all chaos. But there is just something about the end of the day that brings all of the fatigue and stress to me and to the babies all at once and evenings can be rather hectic.

Until Papa comes home. When he walks in the door, there is almost instance calm. Maybe it’s just my heart that is instantly calmed…either way, I feel such relief when I see his truck coming up the lane. That’s not to say that I only look forward to his homecoming so that he can give me a break from tending two littles all day. But let’s face it, it sure is nice not to have to do this parenting thing alone. When Gerry walks in the door, I instantly have his support. More often then not, he will take Jaxon outside with him to mow or do yard work. After supper Gerry will often give both boys their baths while I clean up the kitchen. Sometimes even give Taylor his bottle.

I am so blessed to have a husband who is so willing to help out with the babies, even after he has had a hard day at work himself. I love the peace and calm that comes over all of us when Papa comes home. It’s the best part of our day.

P.S. There are some exciting changes coming to the blog!!! I can’t wait to show you so stay tuned!!!!

I Am A Woman

Life at my house  Today I am going to share a poem that I came across in the latest issue of Daughters of Promise (May/June 2015). I’m not much into poetry, but this poem touched me; it speaks of being a woman and the sacrifices that women make especially as mothers. If you would like to read the full article that included the poem, click here and subscribe!

I Am A Woman by Christiana Moss

My willingness to carry life is a revenge-

the antidote,

the great rebuttal of every murder,

every abortion,

and every genocide.

I sustain humanity-

deep inside of me life grows;

I am death’s opposition.

I have pushed back the hand of darkness today

I have caused there to be a weakening tremor among the ranks

of those set on earths destruction.

Today, a vibration that calls angels to attention echoed throughout time;

our laughter threatened hell today.

I dine with the greats of God’s army-

I make their meals,

I tie their shoes.

Today, I walk with greatness, and when they were tired,

I carried them.

I’ve poured myself out for the cause today.

It’s finally quiet, but life stirs inside of me-

gaining strength.

The pulse of life sends a constant reminder to both good and evil

that I’ve yielded myself to Heaven and now carry its dream.

No angel has ever had such a privilege, nor any man.

I’m humbled by the honor;

I am great with destiny-

I birth the freedom fighters.

In the great war, I am the leader of the underground resistance.

I smile at the disguise of my troops, surrounded by a host of warriors.

Destiny swirling-invisible yet tangible and the anointing to alter history.

Our footsteps make our land for conquest;

we move undetected throughout the common places.

Today, I was the barrier between evil and innocence.

I was a gatekeeper, watching over the hope of mankind, and no intruder trespassed.

There’s not an hour in the day or night when I turn from my post.

The fierceness of my love is unmatched on the earth,

and because I smile instead of frown, the world will know the power of grace.

Hope has feet; it will run to the corners of the earth because I stood up against destruction

I am a woman

I am a mother.

I’m the keeper and sustainer of life here on earth.

Heaven stands in honor of my mission.

No one else can carry my call.

I’m the daughter of Eve, and Eve has been redeemed.

I am the opposition of death;

I am a woman.

A Lesson In Sharing

Instagram Play Date

You know those times when you tell your friends “We should totally do that!” or “We should totally do this!” but no one ever gets around to actually planning anything? Yeah…that’s how it usually goes with my friends and I. In this case, it was the brilliant idea to take our kiddos to the park for a play date. After weeks of agreeing that it would be fun to do, I decided to just do it. 

We met at the park in town close to the library and let our kids run around. Of course, it turned out to be a scorcher of a day and while we mothers baked in the open sun, the kids found some refuge under the playground equipment. If it wouldn’t have looked completely ridiculous (especially with three pregnant ladies) we mothers probably would have joined our children!

As a mother, one of the things that is important to me, is getting my children used to social interaction, especially with other children. I feel like as a first born and the only grandchild on my side of the family, Jaxon gets so very little interaction with other small children. He hardly knows how to play with them. I love play dates like the one at the park where he can get involved and make friends with all of the other little kiddos that he usually only sees at church. High on the list of lessons to be learned through social interaction? Sharing. Let me tell you, Jaxon has zero knowledge of the concept of sharing. Well, maybe not zero…he tries to share his toys with his baby brother, but that doesn’t go over so well with Taylor most of the time because it usually involves throwing the toys down on Taylor’s head. I know the day is coming when Jaxon and Taylor will be fighting over their toys, but for now, I want to try to instill in Jaxon a heart for other children and to learn to be self-less and maybe even curb some of that future selfishness. That’s why I want him to become accustomed to playing with other children; so that he learns that the world doesn’t revolve around him and so that he can begin to build relationships that will hopefully last him his whole life.

How do you encourage your children to share?

Slobbery Kisses+Snotty Noses

Life at my house Motherhood

You have seen a lot of DIY projects on here lately. I love a good DIY project. It’s my goal as I decorate and organize my house. But let’s be honest. My days are not filled with one DIY project after another. Oh no…rather, my days are filled with wiping snotty noses, dirty behinds, laundry, cleaning, cooking, slobbery kisses, silly giggles, and moments where all I want to do is sit down and relax without someone crying for me to do something for them. I am in the trenches of motherhood. More often than not, I don’t even have time for all the projects that are swirling around in my head.

I would like to go beyond the fluffy Pinterest-y things and also talk about real life. Maybe it’s time for something different on the blog scene. You can find a tutorial for just about every project you can think of under the sun, so who really wants to read another DIY/home decor blog? Well, honestly, you’re still going to get a bit of that here, because part of the purpose of this blog is to document our home renovation so that we have something to look back on. But besides decorating and organizing, a few other things that I am passionate about are my family and motherhood. There are times where I wish I could talk about my experiences, share my perspective on motherhood and what it’s like on those hard days. And maybe, just maybe that’s what you want to hear too. Maybe you are a new mother and you have no idea what you’re doing (trust me, I don’t either!), maybe there are very few young mothers in your church/community and you feel alone, maybe you are a single mom without the support of a husband and maybe even without the support of family members. Or, maybe you are a mom of 6 and just want to sit down and relax and read about someone else’s mothering experience. If this describes you, then welcome. I know that it is the most wonderful feeling to join with other women who are in the same situation in life and to just communicate and share about your experiences.

I would like to do just that here. I want you to feel comfortable enough to share with me too.