I feel as though I’ve learned a couple important things from the last 2.5 years of motherhood.
It’s been a hard season over here, and I haven’t been very good at posting motherhood things lately. Between building a house, moving into said house, losing my aunt, and raising babes, I feel like there hasn’t been a moment to just sit and meditate, think or do anything that recharges me or ignites me.
I sometimes feel like my identity is “Z and C’s mom” because that’s what I am day in and day out.
I haven’t been able to find the words to fill this space, so I haven’t posted. I’ve left it blank, like how I feel.
Just under two weeks ago, my beautiful, strong and amazing aunt passed away. She fought her battle with cancer as hard as she could.
I’m sitting in my unfinished basement.
On a lawn chair.
With no idea what this post will be about…
it did what God designed it to do. it’s perfect in all its imperfections. it’s beautiful even when it makes me feel the opposite. it’s about time i embrace it all.
Let me start by saying that I’ve been fortunate enough to have not lost anyone in the armed forces. My heart breaks for those that have. I do not write this post lightly. Please know if you have lost someone, you’re being prayed for.
I recently read somewhere to have a swimsuit body, you 1. Have a body, and 2. Put a swimsuit on it.
I love that. I also love this—Who needs a beach bod when you can have a mom bod?
You gotta love yourself a little in this day in age when body image is taking a hit, thanks to social media and photoshop and what the “standard of beauty” is. Continue reading
A recent tragedy last weekend took a sister in Christ, a devoted wife, a young mama and a friend to so many much too quickly from our community. I am positive she impacted everyone who knew her, in her life and her death. My husband worked with her and says “I cannot think of another person who has impacted soooo many lives on such a deep level.”
I am humbly reminded that our time is not our own, and this place is not our home.