Are you outlasting the challenges of motherhood? Or is your endurance in need of some work? As mothers, we need to remember that we are built for the long haul—to outlast the hard moments, days, weeks, and years we have before us. We are built to last.
What if there was a way that you could really remember those heart-melting moments of motherhood? In this interactive post, author Amanda Hamilton Roos invites you to send a postcard to your future self.
The luminous love I feel for my baby, the gift I can offer her through the simple act of walking her to sleep, does not burn me—it gives me a warm, glowing happiness I refuse to share. I know it will elude me soon enough.
Have you heard the theory you need at least 10,000 hours of practice to become really good at something? Well I’ve made 10,000 meals for my family, and I’ve learned a thing or two.
What do your hands say about you? I have my mother’s hands–overworked, baggy knuckled, a bit bony, sinewy hands. They are cracked, but not dry and they are skinny but not delicate. These hands are tools, not accessories.
It often seems easier to be the one calling the shots and being in charge of our lives. But what happens when we move over and let God be the driver?
Nobody likes homework. But what if you could do one simple thing to transform homework from busywork into a powerful learning experience?
As you walk into that shiny classroom to meet your child’s teacher for the first time, here are a couple of important questions that can start that very important relationship off on the right foot.
Research shows that establishing a personal relationship with your child’s teacher is the single most important thing you can do to help your child do well in school. But how does a mom establish such a relationship?
In the spirit of encouraging growth and freedom, I’ve made a list of things I will not fix for my kids this summer…
Who does the laundry? And makes the dinner? And still has the energy to bathe the kids? Amanda Hamilton Roos explores how you can share the load of housework with your family and why you should.
I liked the idea of wrestling with a yoga pose. I liked not doing a half-way job for 60 seconds and then moving on.. I wanted, desperately, to peel back the pose to its core. Lately I’ve been wondering: what if this philosophy could be applied to motherhood?