Boy Mom Tribe

This year we decided to stay home and do like, NOTHING. It's been AWESOME! So relaxing. I am thankful for my crazy family. A lot of the time, that's a CHOICE I have to make. When everyone is crying and whining, and not listening, I get to choose Thankfulness. There have been so many times in this last year as a twin Mom and Mom that Thankfulness has eluded me. As I fight to climb up to a thankful heart, I fight lies that I often believe. Lies like, "God stuck me with twins", "I am a horrible Mom and Wife", "I'm all alone". This past Sunday, the Sermon was on Psalm 23. When I heard the passage to be covered, I did not expect the depth, tears, or heart work that God would do that day. The Pastor opened by sharing how David opens with claiming, "The Lord is my Shepherd". The tune of the rest of this Psalm is based on this one phrase. That God is MY Shepherd. Without that, the rest of the Psalm falls flat. He then began to share how G...

I have been trying to make healthier choices for myself and my family recently. if you're on Facebook, you may have noticed that I am on FB a little less. I am still here for sure, but, I have been focusing on my kids a lot more and took FB off my phone. :) It's been kinda nice not to get lost on FB and wonder where the time went... So, I check in like twice a day and try to share tidbits from my life. But, I have posted a ton less recently too. 🙃 I've been working towards getting rest, finding solutions, my own health (I picked the horrible Oreo addiction back up again! 😬 So that's my current thing to work on.). I have been working on consistent bedtime, making good choices for myself and my kids, getting back into God's word more consistently, and helping babies sleep so I can sleep. We are still working on that. I have done all the things and, I am adding the oils back in (I forgot to use them for a while to help babies sleep.... It all comes from being ...

I got home in time to really quickly kiss one kiddo who was still awake last night, my first born. I walked in to say goodnight. And, his heart showed. His first words were not how much he missed me, what he did, or any of that. He said, without hesitation, "Mommy, how was your dress? Were you the prettiest one there?" Oh my heart! This kid! I told him that a lot of us were really dressed fancy and everyone had been beautiful! His response, "how many were there?" Me, "a few thousand ." He then said, "You're giving me a headache!"  😂 🤣 Then he told me all about how he helped this person, and helped that person, and got to play with Uncle Josiah and Aunt Shiloh.  I'm really lucky to be his Mom! I am so grateful for a 5 year old who's heart is big, who is a visionary and wants to do big things and help people! # Boymom   # proudmom   # best5yearoldever

Something I have been working on lately is learning to count my blessings. And, you know, there are a lot more than I thought just a couple short weeks ago. A couple weeks ago I had too much on my plate (some of it was put on my plate by me, so I really can't lay blame anywhere for that one. I mean,  I CAN say 'no' sometimes. I just really dislike doing it. So, I overload myself instead. You know? Please tell me I am not the only one...). It cause a giant emotional crash and ended up hurting me and those around me emotionally. And, I don't want to go back to that place. So, I am working to focus on the good, correcting my thought processes, communicating better, healing my core (part of my problem is not feeling strong enough to even do basic, everyday things.), and washing myself daily in God's word. 1. My very first favorite thing is spending time with my husband. He is my best friend. I really miss him a lot when he isn't home. After all, I married him beca...

I recently posted in a group about something very close to my heart and I was hurt by a lot of the responses which prompted me to look for areas in my life that still needed healing. I guess there’s probably more than just the topic of the post and the hurts that came with that part of my life to work through. But, I thought I would start writing out some of my thoughts. I think it might help me process.  So, to follow will be some senseless ramblings from my heart.  There are still lies and fears holding me back from being free. I'm not exactly sure what they are. But, I am planning to ask God to show me and empower me to face them head on. I don't even know where to start because I have kinda just been surviving the last few months (ok, a year or more). The whole twin thing threw my into this whirlwind. I feel like I have just rolled from one punch to the next, gotten back up and rolled again. I have fought with myself, I have fought with my husband, I have fough...

I love the way Drew  captures an image. Sometimes, I struggle to see myself as beautiful. But, somehow, when he is around, I feel beautiful. Maybe it's because this is how he sees me. His gift with photography is something that I  treasure. I wish he had more time for it. There's not a lot of time for hobbies of any kind these days. Something about 4 kids ages 5 and under... Lots of little people with big needs.  What makes you feel beautiful? How are you learning to see yourself as beautiful?

I needed to write this out tonight now that my boys are in bed. All four of them! How am I so blessed to have so many sweet boys? I love them all so much. I wish I could spend every moment with them. But, I can't. I feel the pull. I feel the emotional struggle in me and in my two oldest boys for sure. And, honestly, in my twin babies too. This adjustment from two boys to four is no joke! I'm fighting to show them all how much I love them and I feel like I fail every day. I want so badly for all the gaps to be filled. For them not to notice that there's less of my time and less of me to go around. But, they notice. Today, my three year old napped on the couch while I nursed the twins. He had just asked me to snuggle him. He needed and wanted my touch, my love, and, I was unable to give it. He fell asleep waiting for me. It broke my heart to know he missed me and there was nothing I could do. A little later my oldest said to me, "Remember how it's hard having two bab...