“She’s on a mission. She wants a better life with more flexibility. She wants financial freedom. She wants to impact the world, and be able to provide for herself and her family” Sound familiar? Many moms can relate to this as the pressure from family and work are literally exhausting. The demands placed on moms…
“That the yielding conquers the resistant and the soft conquers the hard is a fact known to all yet utilized by none” -Lao Tzu I struggle daily with my patience, and have just recently had the need to start high blood pressure medication because I am unable to instill this simple yet profound statement in…
“I was in heaven with God and he gave me a choice of moms and I chose you”.
I read this expert from Sue Patton Thoele’s Woman’s Book of Soul just as I was about to snap this morning after I found uncleaned peanut butter oil smeared all over the kitchen floor and tracked through out the house from my son and his friends mid night snacks during their sleep over last night
If anyone ever wondered what goes on behind closed doors in a professional dancers household, this is it! It can happen at any time! Out family is so accustomed to music playing and dancing being a part of our life, that is completely normal to bust the moves out in the kitchen, during dinner if a good song happens to comes on, or embarrassingly enough, sometimes even in public.
Happy Independence day to me! Feb 19th, 2016 marks the two year anniversary that I quit my job against a tyrant boss who I’ll just say is one of those people we all need to pray for. (I’ll keep the negative vibes off of my computer) I literally felt as if I sold my soul to the devil in desperation when I accepted the job after a separation from my then significant other that left me financially broke. I traded in my then two year old to day care for a salary that would more than comfortably support my three kids and I. Little did I know what the next year of my life would entail. For if I DID, I would have rather stayed broke and accepted government assistance, as nothing is worth your physical and mental health, or that of your children’s.
“I am 5 now! I can finally go into the craft room at the library!” A huge monumental birthday achievement! I am so pleased to say that my daughter waited so patiently for over a year and a half to be able to have access to this art room. Sure, in the beginning there were a few temper tantrums as I would dreadfully walk past the craft area every Thursday when my older son volunteered, but very quickly, it became ” I can’t wait until I am FIVE to be able to go in the craft room!” I truly believe this milestone for her was comparable to an 18 year olds ability for finally being able to see rated “R” movies, or a 21 year finally being able to buy liquor.