She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. Proverbs 31:25 I am on a quest to be a more joyful mom. I want my kids to look back on these days and say that I was able to laugh at the mishaps, to trust God in all things, and…
One way to enjoy your family life more is to simplify. Basically, you’re going to find out what you have to do and then determine the easiest way to get it done. This can mean different things to different people. For my friend with a new baby, she had to find “the bottom line.” She…
We’ve all heard about the dangers of the tongue. How we use (or don’t use) our words has a tremendous impact on those around us as well as on our own attituds. How we speak has a direct impact on how much joy we will find in life, especially “life as MOM.”
You’re frustrated. You want to be the best mom that you can be. You want to manage your home simply, economically, and efficiently. But somehow things, people, circumstances aren’t cooperating with your master plan. And it is robbing you of joy. You find yourself angry, impatient, and discontent. What do you do? Complacency and a feeble…
Motherhood. Home Management. Family Life. They comprise my life’s path. A path I love. A path I would gladly choose over and over again. A path that I thank God for the privelege of walking.
Yet, it’s not a path without its challenges. While I may think that I know the route ahead, bumps in the road surprise me. Twists and turns show me that motherhood — and life — don’t always go according to my plan.
Ever have one of those days when your child will not listen to reason?
Do you wonder if he will realize that you love him with all your heart and that you really do want his best, even if that means not giving him what he wants?
Ever feel like you are at your wit’s end as a mother?
Our very modern world is full of all sorts of gadgets and distractions. Children of the television age, we can become programmed for needing something new and flashy every 60 seconds or so. And every mom has heard the whining refrain, “I’m bored.” And yet, as a mom, a few months ago, I found myself thinking the same thing.
Yet, how could I be bored when there’s so much to do? Upon further discussion with my sweet husband, we determined that it wasn’t boredom that plagued me.
It would seem that sometimes we women are our own worst enemies. We set these goals and standards for ourselves that really no one else is imposing on us. Sometimes we think we should do something a certain way because someone else – a friend, a mom in playgroup, the pastor’s wife, the team mom…