I stop myself a lot of times in sitting down to write for this blog. There’s always a shirt to be put away or a baby to care for. I could be prepping dinner (yeah right) or labeling my pantry (been meaning to for five years), I could be doing sit-ups (no thanks) or reading… Continue reading The KATaster of Last Night
Part of being a mom is embracing the fact that you have willingly accepted the position of hearing childlike responses to most every single thing that happens in a day. “We are leaving! Put your shoes on!” <<hear groans>> “Time to turn the TV off, your time is up!” <<hear begging and pleading for more… Continue reading 5 Things My Kids and I See Differently on the Daily
Do you wonder if your child is listening while you pray? Ask God to keep her GROUNDED in Christ . . .
Trying to write when you haven’t slept is almost pointless. I talk myself out of almost every idea I have because I can’t form coherent thoughts when speaking to my children — much less form a thought and write it down with correct spelling. Especially after a night of a baby wide awake mad-crying for… Continue reading Introducing the Zombie Mom series
As a new mom of four the most major life change I’ve found is that I’m not operating at 100% anymore. Not that I ever was, really, but whatever level of energy I had with say, 3 kids (including twin BOYS) is even less now. Now, my every step has to be calculated — searching… Continue reading My everyday crossroads. Which way would you go?
I’ve been a parent now for approximately 6 and 1/2 years. If I worked in an industry or sat down at a desk anywhere for 6 and 1/2 years, I would be considered a veteran – a loyalist – perhaps even an expert in my particular position. Yet with parenting, it feels like I start… Continue reading 3 Magical Tips That Reduce the Friction (and Complaining) In Our Home
As I faintly saw my daughter in the distance running toward a vault to jump high onto some mats, I wondered if I could get out there and join her 6 year old gymnastics class. Not because I want to get back to the basics of gymnastics, but because one of my boys was having… Continue reading We Can Only Hold It Together So Long