Dealing With Small Children: My Ten Year Plan

I have two young daughters, one is 6 and one is 3. They are beautiful and smart and sassy and kind and helpful. They can also be completely irritating. (Have you been there too or am I the only one?) Don’t get me wrong, I love my daughters. LOVE them. I would die for them. I pray for them. I feed them. I buy the snacks they like. I do devotions with them. I snuggle them while they fall asleep. I dance with them in the kitchen. I am proud of them. But some days, more like some moments, I wonder if I was crazy to take on the adventure that is raising kids. (I’m being brutally honest here.) I wouldn’t trade them for anything but sometimes mommy needs a break. But I don't always get a break. Its

A Year On Purpose

I have never been one for New Year’s Resolutions. (And yes, I’m a couple weeks late for a New year’s post, don’t judge me.) Don’t get me wrong, I sit and think of what I want to do better in the new year. Its like I’m staring at the blank page of a new chapter and want to make sure its better than the last. Maybe I think this is the chapter where I will get healthier. Maybe it’s the chapter where I save more money. Maybe it will be the chapter where I get more organized. My mind always goes through the possibilities with a desire to do something but I can never decide what one thing is important enough to warrant becoming a focus of my time, attention and energy. Is doing more pilates more i


The fact that I experienced an unplanned pregnancy in college is not necessarily a secret. I share my own personal experience in hopes that young women and men are empowered to make better decisions.My prayer, at least, has always been that my story will provide a beckon of hope that young adults can still accomplish their dreams, even when life changes. THE OVERALL REASON MOST WOMEN ABORT IS BECAUSE THEY HAVE NO SUPPORT SYSTEM. Financially they are struggling and cannot fathom how their paycheck could possibly stretch any further. Emotionally, they feel alone, scared and just want this horrible situation to end. Pressured, by family and many times the father, the only “solution” appears to

All Things New

It’s the time of year when thoughts naturally turn to reflection on the year gone by and anticipation of the year to come. Reflections and resolutions. There’s something about flipping the calendar page from December 31 to January 1. Technically, it’s the end of one day and beginning of another just like every other that passes from night into morning. Yet it somehow feels different. A new year brings new possibilities, new potential. Anything seems possible. We make resolutions with the best of intentions, but more often than not, we’ve broken them before we flip the calendar to February. So it goes—resolve, fail, guilt—year after year. Still, we hope next year we’ll do better. Failure is a

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