It’s a Monday in every sense of the word. I woke up late, still didn’t want to get up, got all the kids dressed and ready. Took a quick 8-minute shower (5 for the body 3 for the hair lol) threw on a dress and headed out the door. Of course, I was running late (which in my world is usually ‘on time’ for most people). Prayed over my kids, scraped my side mirror backing out and was 1 minute late for work.
You name it, sugar, flour, popcorn, fruit snacks, granola bars and then some all on the floor at the same time, and not because I don’t clean my house but because the twins have turned a page in their development where they like to eat and they raid the kitchen now. The condiments (sugar and flour) are for recreational play time the others are for them to take with them as they watch movies all over the house.
This cliché depicts the moments that are difficult in our lives and the bright moments that are to follow. This past weekend our family traveled to Mississippi for the homegoing celebration of my husband’s lovely grandmother. She was a sweet woman that lived life and left love to her family for them cherish. As we traveled home I thought deeply about the silver linings of clouds that get overshadowed by the moments of life that are difficult.
Happy New Year Moms!
I thought long and hard about what to post today as a precursor for my 2018 “Momfessions”. You know everywhere you turn there are tons of “new year” themes oozing from literally everywhere but I am quite frankly tired of new year resolutions, mantras and clinches.
I’m a working mom. I work 8am to 4:30pm, Monday-Friday, so I tip my hats to those who are able to stay at home and be with their babies all day. I had to take the day off today because my 3 little kids were sick. Yes, ALL three of them! Talk about a nightmare. I know what you are thinking: “you’ve never been at home during the day with your kids? Or What’s wrong with her, I love being home with my kids”. Now before you start getting all judgy-judgy…
Newscasts are speckled with the stories of children who take their own lives because of bullying and peer pressure. Sure we read them, shed a tear on behalf of the mother and stare deeply into the pictures of these once happy children. Read more
Since I am the newest to the group before I jump in let me set the scene for you.