I really wanted to share this post because it’s exactly why I started blogging. I had a rough year that changed my life. I was so impacted because I was minding my own business, doing ok. Then life just happened. I did nothing to deserve any of it.
You know that feeling when you watch something grow over time? Like planting a garden. You prepare your soil, sew your seeds, and nourish over time. You wait patiently as nothing appears to be happening. Then suddenly, little sprouts shoot up out of the soil. You hope those little sprouts of green turn to produce-bearing plants. And you wait some more.
This is much like the journey I’ve been on.
Last summer, I was just a tired mom. That tired feeling when you know something just needs to change in your life. I didn’t know offhand what needed the most work. So, being Christian, I started to pray “harder”. And suddenly, this little seed of an idea came to me.
Your job is a hard one. It has been a hard job for all mothers, for all of time!
Our shift is 24/7 with no sick days. We’re on call in the middle of the night and early mornings. Our brains run at super speeds. All. The. Time.
We face challenges that leave us feeling helpless and out of control. And then we continue to blame ourselves for still not doing a good enough job.
Life is overwhelming no matter how much you seem to accomplish. Do you feel this way?
“Frugal” can be explained as stingy, penny-pinching, and tight. But for those with the conservative lifestyle, the word has an entirely different ring to it; thrifty, economical, and resourceful.
It could explain the type of person who likes freebies, when in fact nothing is actually free. Everything costs someone; labor, shipping, ideas, and just solid goods in general. But for most, “frugal” is a mentality of prioritizing, saving, and getting extra creative when you can’t have everything.
You love your family so dearly. No one else could ever love them like you. From the moment you knew you were expecting, your entire life changed. You were cautious, you were always at the doctor, you had to eat a certain way, you swapped out your favorite wardrobe, and you could feel everything emotionally and physically that bonded you to your baby.
Hey everyone! Today my 3-year-old son took me on a date!
The last time my husband and I left on a date, we were so excited to go out. We slowly pulled the door shut with 3 little sets of eyes looking sadly back at us like we abandoned them. Mom guilt for sure!
Then I had a light bulb moment. Continue reading “What I Learned On My Mother/Son Date”