I’ve already spent far too much of my life’s energy focusing on the negative. I want to spend as much of the rest of my life telling a a story of gratitude, a story of optimism, a story that focuses on all the beauty, joy, and love surrounding me every day.
Posts in the "Motherhood Realized" category:
As I picked row after row in bright August sun, I paused to watch as my two sons played in their sandbox right outside the garden gate, happily digging in the dirt. I suddenly realized that the beans were the same as my boys: full of surprises and reasons for gratitude, always one more to be found if I looked twice.
It’s true. I’ve been watching you.
Not in the creepy, lock-your-doors kind of way.
But in the unspoken, wonder-and-admire kind of way.
Many mothers find themselves “deep in the trenches” of life’s daily tasks. How do we find the optimistic view we need to move forward each day? Emily Allen, shares a small secret for remembering to have gratitude when faced with our daily mothering responsibilities.
There are plenty of logical reasons why motherhood should be synonymous with “insanity.” But one secret I’ve learned over the years is that the beautiful, magnificent privilege of motherhood simply defies logic.
Is one of your children about to start their senior year? Are they preparing to fly the coop to discover a new world? It is times like these that we wonder if we, as mothers, have done all we can to help them prepare. Have we cherished precious family time together? Join author Julia Jacobsen as she offers sound advice of things we can do as families to make the most of each moment.
There’s a common misconception that housework is terrible, mundane drudgery that needs to be accomplished as quickly as possible (or avoided at all costs) so we can move on to the “more important” things in life. I don’t love scrubbing bathtubs or mopping floors, necessarily, but here are a few experiences from my life that have helped me to see the meaning, joy, and purpose in the work required to sustain a family.
I miss the way nursing a baby pushes the pause button on my day. Whatever I needed to do in that moment–freezes. Now I have to remind myself to take those pauses…because I have found time and time again that these moments are where the magic of motherhood lies, waiting.
I’ve realized that sometimes I say no without even thinking I could say yes. So the past few months, I’ve been trying say yes more – even though Children + Yes = More Mess.
Diagnosed with breast cancer at the age of 35, this incredible mother raised three girls and left a legacy that will inspire every one of us. You do not want to miss this beautiful tribute, written by one of her daughters.
They grow up. They leave home. And then, of course, they come back.
They return bearing bags of dirty laundry, stray socks, T-shirts you’ve never seen before, strange cords for charging various digital devices.
When I was younger, my dream was to be a mom. I envisioned myself married, having four kids (two boys and two girls, of course) and wearing scarves on my head (hey, I was born in the 70’s!) while driving everyone around to Little League.