Confessions of a Real Life Mom

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Clothes hang on the oversized armchair, the trunk, spilling over the corner of our bed and pooling on the ground in a rainbow of sweaters and basketball shorts. It’s a mess. Our bedroom is a mess. And just the other day I was nagging my oldest about cleaning up his room. Not once. Not twice, but ten times. I was …

When Are YOU Most Alive?

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He asked me to lay with him at bedtime. Our oldest boy who comes just below my chin and appears as if he’s been pulled by a taffy machine the eve before. We laid on our backs, he grabbed my right hand, draped it across his chest, rubbed the back of my palm, and in that moment, I saw him …

When God Chuckles

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“I’M.NOT.TIRED.” He’s bawling, of course. Laying on the bottom bunk. Over-tired. He pulls his shirt up and as he scoots in reverse, he gets all demandy. “Mom, sing Jesus Loves Me and scratch my back.” The same ritual we do every.single.night. It’s summer. What can I say? Sleep is over-rated. Until it’s not. I’m next to him, fingers grazing soft skin while afternoon sun …

From a fellow imperfect Mama

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Walking out of the church together, I breathed in her daughter’s pink and purple adorned cuteness as she pushed the stroller toward her car. “How old is she?” I asked. “She’s 9 months,” the mom smiled. “I have an 18 year old and 13 year old son too.” Leaning over, she pulled her daughter’s blanket down to reveal the most delicious rosy …

Why your life is Epic

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When you think of epic, does your mind immediately wander to famous personalities, international vacations, and extreme sports? Do you ever consider your own life as epic? One of the biggest lies I fight against is in order for my story and life to be of value, it must be epic. Take our recent “honeymoon friday.” With both boys in school Friday mornings, we’ve found ourselves alone. …

Bully for You

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It happened at the park with some friends. The older ones were racing around the structure, pretending to be “Sonic.” Yes, folks, Sonic the Hedgehog is back {insert “I feel old thoughts”} One little munch was playing in the sand, while Ty was circling two boys like a vulture. His face determinedly brazen: “You are my chosen park playmates and I will be joining you both.”

They, on the other hand, were not feeling the same.