I often feel like I'm suffocating in my own mess, you know the physical kind of mess. The mess that is endless piles of laundry, dishes, and diapers; the mess that reappears suddenly after every clean up.
We are allowing ourselves to drown in disqualification because we simply compare ourselves to the best life of someone on social media. But let me tell you something, what you think as an imperfection, the Father see's as a tool of perfection to glorify His Kingdom.
Can I just be honest with you all? It's true. The fact of the matter is...sometimes I just really like the way a swear word sounds rolling off the tongue. It feels so good! Especially when I'm angry; there is just nothing like the way a swear word feels when your angry.
Rest is essential for your well being; Not the, pop down on the couch for a hot minute while your two year old drinks his chocolate milk kind of rest though. I'm talking about the kind of rest that truly rejuvenates your spirit, leaves you filled up, and ready to take on the next day. THAT is true rest.
You know those tiny squares that we constantly look through each day; the squares that make up thousands of beautiful pictures, each possessing some version of timeless perfection. Ya, those. Today, as I scrolled through them I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy rise up inside me as I scanned the room before me; seeing a mound of unfolded laundry, beside it, a combination of miscellaneous toys that in no way belonged together and snack wrappers, and dirt.
When I look back on this year, I am astounded by God's goodness, I am undone by His grace, I am overwhelmed by His love, and I fall to my knees when I think about His kindness. He is so so kind friends and when I think about 2017, all I can think is "only God."
As a mom, there are a few things that are essential to making life easier; ONE of them being wine...ok, I'm kidding, I'm kidding! But for real COFFEE...alright for real now, all jokes aside. A GOOD DIAPER BAG is ESSENTIAL!
But then one day...I wake up and it just hits me. There's no warning, no sign, nothing. It's just there... like this sudden heaviness is over me from the minute I wake up and I can feel it creeping inside me; it starts in my head, like a fog it clouds my ability to think clearly and clutters my ability to think logically.
This blog has been and always will be the window into our home and I know some people understand that and some don't but I want to constantly strive to be real and authentic with the people that are coming here to read. Because believe it or not...my life isn't perfect
This stage of motherhood has kicked me in the butt. Often days I'm day dreaming about the future, gleaming over self-induced bedtime, the kids being able to actually bath themselves, getting packed into the car in less than 30 minutes, not having to get up from the dinner table for the 7th time because someone decided they actually did want a spoon instead of a fork; you know the little things that come with raising a young family (insert the rolling eye emoji here).
Last weekend we celebrated Eliza Joy turning ONE! As one of my girlfriends would say..."one full circle around the sun, 365 days spent loving you..." HOW IN THE WORLD has this year flown by so fast?! I am still in shock that I have a 4 year old, 2 year old, and ONE year old! Like what in the heck!?