It’s not even 8 am and this day already feels like a hard one. There has been no tragedy. All is well in The Blackwell home. But I woke up this morning and plodded to the kitchen to turn on my coffee. I immediately collapsed on the couch and fell back asleep to the clicks
Category: Mothering
Being who God Created You to Be: Motherhood
So, I’m on this quest to discover how to still be who I am – like deep down in my soul and being – and also wipe tiny hineys all day long…and not feel annoyed by it. Mostly, this feels impossible. The wiping of tiny hineys? Not my thing. Pinching them, smacking them, tickling them?
How being sick in bed is like growing stuff…
I spent the weekend in bed with a stomach virus-esque something or other. It was not a stomach virus, I’m pretty sure, but the effects of this pregnancy that continue to plague me. And today I had to choose to get out of bed and plod into God’s Word anyway. Isn’t that a hard thing?
A Bone when I Need One
Y’all. On this uncharacteristically dreary Florida Spring day – this happened. For 30 straight minutes my girls voluntarily played downstairs by themselves while I enjoyed salad, and French Bread, and Pottery Barn eye candy. I wondered what it would be like to “shop” for the kids’ bedding for a “summer home”. Then I remembered it’s
Survival Tactics of a Sleep-Deprived Mommy
I think that, when you are the parent of young children, and a thing is happening in your life that requires great focus, attention, and prayer [aside from said children, that is], the easiest way for Satan to attack you is to cause the littlest biggest parts of yourself to be up for all hours
God Cares about the Mama Sheep
I woke up at 5 heavy-hearted and uncomfortable in my bed. I prayed, cruised Facebook for a while, made a mental checklist for today, prayed some more and finally dozed back off at 6. We all slept until almost 8 this morning, and I felt pretty grateful for that. Marilee woke up all fluffy haired,
Confessions
I thought I’d do a little bit of everything sort of post. All I can promise is that it will be truthful…and maybe a little sloppy. Read at your own risk. 1. There are so many things about motherhood I am deeply moved by – desperately in love with. Like watching Adelle’s heart unfold in
Wine: Part 2
It’s Monday morning, and I’m already tired. The laundry has piled upon me. The floors are sprinkled with sticky spots. The refrigerator is all but empty. There’s a pile of receipts staring at me from the corner of my desk with Josh’s voice…they’re telling me I really have to get them categorized in Mint. And
Wine
Welp, I’m pregnant again. I’m almost 11 weeks – due August 1st, which means I’ll probably be induced on August 8th…because that’s the way I seem to roll. You know – we’re just going to do them all within a month of each other. Adelle will be 5 in July, Baby B will arrive, and
Lately and that Corn Chowder Recipe
Today we are having a “lazy day”. Apparently I label days, and Adelle has come to know their names. Last night she said, “Mommy, when are we going to have a lazy day?” It’s been sorta chaotic around here – girlfriend knew we were due one. So far there’s been bed playing, book reading, and Alice