motherhood

Just an Ordinary Day

Today was one of those days. Of not coping. As much as I love them I am so over The Wiggles. Do the Propeller, Do the propeller around and around, Do the propeller.. “Do the propeller, Do the propeller around and around, We’re going up and up and up and up”
Stop Susan, have a normal conversation for once!

No, not even the toilet is safe. Jax, being like an only child, just needs me to be parental, best friend, helper, educator and entertainer, friend, cook, nurse and playmate 24/7 whilst I just need some Quiet Time. And I need it now. If I resign myself to doing nothing but The Wiggles on DVD he doesn’t want to watch it. But he can’t let me sit two feet away and be on the computer while he watches tv or plays – he has to climb all over me whilst doing the Wiggles! And as any respectable parent knows, you can’t simply watch the Wiggles one has to DO the Wiggles! Can’t do the dishes – he breaks a glass. Can’t do the laundry without liquid being spilt on the floor and played in. Can’t cook as he needs to help me. Of course. Can’t watch him play outside because he needs me to be actively involved. Of course. Every minute of every waking hour. Of course. If you could see this boy. He is delightful! And I love him to bits! I really do, it’s just to tiring.

So…

I needed to get out so I decided to go window shopping. Not retail therapy just window shopping, with maybe a Dirty Chai but… as it happened, John and Jax went with me, because you know, that is my quiet time, my space. Uhh. So we went and got a coffee (and yes, I’m back on dairy for now) and a new cookbook (always a yay!) and layby-ed some pretty dresses. Score! I also bought a new (new to us) Wiggles DVD, which only proves that I am totally crazy and deserve everything I get.

Went home and put on the Wiggles DVD (Gee, I should get a commission from The Wiggles!) – Jax was QUIET! Enamored! And even though it is the Wiggles, it is all new to me! Booyah! I’m rockin’ this parenting gig. Second time around, fingers crossed.

And then, in between picking 20yo up from work, (because he has lost his license-as you do at that silly age) and dropping 18yo off to work, (as you do because his parents are too darn lazy to take him for driving lessons so he can’t get his P’s yet), you then attempt to get spiffied up to go out to tea with your husband for a nice meal.

With a 2.5yo in tow.

Silly, silly grownups.

It took us longer to get dressed and ready to go out than it took for us to eat the meal. Which wasn’t even yummy.

Bring on tomorrow. Quickly. This too shall pass. Tomorrow is another day. What other things did I used to tell homeschooling mothers of Little Ones? C’mon, gimme some encouragement, mamas!?

Just an ordinary day in the life of me.

I Am A Good Mum

I know what it’s like to feel like a failure as a mother. Having a prodigal challenged every belief I had about God, man, myself, my husband, my educational and parenting philosophies. For too many years I felt like it was all my fault. If only I had done better, made fewer mistakes, been more attentive, prayed more, played more, laughed more or disciplined more then surely things would have turned out differently. Yeah?

Nowadays I am confident about one thing.

I was a good mum. I did my best. I am a good mum and I’m still doing my best.
I didn’t choose for my child to go AWOL. I didn’t want it or work toward it. It happened anyway. But it’s not my fault. I worked hard to be the best mumma I could be. I devoted my time and energy to developing relationships with my kids, to educating them, to meeting their emotional, physical, spiritual needs. I focused on reaching their heart. I applied myself to creating a warm, loving atmosphere in the home. And I loved my husband, the kids dad.

Every fibre of my being screamed and rebelled against what was happening. Shattered dreams, not only for the beloved prodigal child but also for the other children who were affected. Regardless of my prayer, my cries, my despair and my hope – it still happened.

Sure I made mistakes. Show me a parent who doesn’t. Only God is a perfect parent but He is the Ultimate Parent. Every single person since the dawn of creation is only a parent, only a reflection of the Ultimate Parent. Every single parent is also imperfect.

I’ve felt shame and despair. I’ve been lonely. I’ve listened to the voice that told me I was a total failure, that I should have done better, done more.

But that voice isn’t telling the truth. That voice lies. For I was a good mumma. I am a good mum. Even when one didn’t want to be mothered by me I was still a good mum. I fought for their heart in deed and in prayer. I grieve for the years we lost, the years I didn’t get to mother her. But I prayed and loved regardless. For His reasons, God gave these children, this particular child, to me (us) to raise and love and care for. He knew my heart and my desires. And no one could have mothered these children better than I did. It is not my fault. Oh what sweet relief to finally know this truth.

I love my children fiercely. I care for them, protect them, nurture them, encourage them and listen to them. I believe in them. More importantly I believe in a great God, an awesome God, who loves these babes even more than I do. Even though I’ve learned this truth through having a prodigal, I know it is applicable to many mothers, many parents who are in different situations yet have the same heart.

I did not fail. I am not a failure. It’s not my fault. God is in control still – always was and always will be.

God is good. All the time.

Disclaimer
This is a post written from the heart. It is not a doctrinal or theological discourse on parenting. This is a truth that I know is truth for me, for my heart condition at this time. Feel free to chew on it but spit out any bones.

Five Necessary Gospel Points to Share

As parents we all want to raise our children in the ways of the Lord, to teach them His ways, to teach them His story. Oh, but there is so much to do, to read, to share. Where do we start? We start with the good news. We end with the good news. But what exactly is this good news? Have you succinctly shared the gospel with your children?

Why succinctly?

Maybe your children go to school which means you really have to maximise every hour spent with the children? Maybe you have teens – we all know how fast and hectic the lives of young people can be – you need to maximise every hour spent with them. There are many reasons why our time is limited but, it is also good for all believers to know the essential message of the gospel – it also helps them to share the message with others.

I am the best curriculum for teaching and showing the gospel to my family. And that is an awesome responsibility. There are many days when we don’t read from ABCXYZ Bible Curriculum [insert any Bible curriculum here], and that is okay.When I am baking, or driving, or gardening, or writing I make it a point to share all the time. Naturally in conversation, as real life affords these opportunities all the time.

What Is It Exactly That I Share?

1. God is holy. God is just. God is righteous and perfect.
2. I am not.
3. At the end of my life I am going to stand before the just and holy God. And I will be judged on either my own righteousness or that of another. I am not justified by my own works or efforts, nor any deeds I could manage but only by faith. By faith alone.
4. Jesus lived: perfect, righteous & obedient. He offered Himself as a perfect sacrifice to satisfy the justice and the righteousness of the Holy God. He has done for me that which I could never ever do for myself.
5. This cost God. It isn’t cheap. The forgiveness we receive cost God His own Son, Jesus Christ. When I put my trust in Him alone, He declares me just. He adopts me into His family, forgives my sin and calls me His beloved.

And When They’re Older:

(a) Jesus is the Messiah predicted by the OT prophecies. His ministry of teaching, his actions, his death, resurrection and ascension all comport with the prophecies, and affirm him to be Messiah.
(b) His death was God’s act to deal with sin. His resurrection attested to the effective power of the Cross, and affirmed Jesus as Lord over life, death, creation.
(c) Men and women must, therefore, believe his Lordship, believe on him, repent of their sins, and receive forgiveness from their Saviour, Jesus.

For more detailed writings on this topic, I thoroughly recommend the excellent teaching at New Creation Teaching Ministries. Download and read True Preaching: The Agony and the Ecstasy by Rev. Geoffrey Bingham

Hmmm…

The modern-day gospel says, ‘God loves you and has a wonderful plan for your life. Therefore, follow these steps, and you can be saved.’ Meanwhile, the biblical gospel says, ‘You are an enemy of God, dead in your sin, & in your present state of rebellion, you are not even able to see that you need life, much less to cause yourself to come to life. Therefore, you are radically dependent on God to do something in your life that you could never do.
~David Platt

Is It Harder to be a Wife or a Mum?

I recently had the most wonderful weekend when I attended the Mum Heart Conference in Newcastle. I was asked to sit on a panel, along with five other women. The audience had opportunity to ask the panelists any question and each woman had a minute or so to respond. I really like the idea of panels as the responses given are always so diverse. It really goes to show that there is no one right way. One of the questions asked was, “Have you found it hardest to be a wife or a mum?”

For some, parenthood and mothering may be very natural and intuitive. For others – maybe not so. When I married at 18 years old I was an instant mum to an adorable little five year old boy. My husband’s son. When I chose to say yes to my husband, I also chose to say yes to his son.

And that for me is the crux of my answer. I chose to marry John. I spent time with him, got to know him, enjoyed his company and chose to devote the rest of my life to him. He knows everything about me, has seen me at my worst… and he still loves me! I can be completely relaxed when I’m with him. He doesn’t look at me with judgement or condemnation even when I’m having a ‘flesh moment’. I can snap at John and he, being a mature, gracious adult, chooses to forgive me, and we move on. We enjoy similar hobbies and pastimes. I don’t get his sense of humour, and he sometimes annoys me no end but that’s part of a marriage. When I said ‘I Do‘ I was really saying that I choose John to be the instrument that God would use to refine me, to rub me the wrong way but ultimately, to grow me.

And then we had kids

Now don’t get me wrong. I loved my kids, and I still do. I love them to bits. But it’s different. I was a wife before I was a mum. Whereas I could totally relax with John, I had to be on my guard with this whole parenting gig. I have learned, and am still learning, the art of patience. I’ve learned to think before I speak. We all know that children will pick up on everything we say and question it. I’ve learned that even when I’m silent, my kids are always observing and learning.

With parenting, I’m expected to be the adult. It’s expected that I should be the mature one. I’m responsible for leading and guiding, for teaching. I’m expected to train and discipline. I’m supposed to be the example. The example of what? Everything that I want my children to be. I am also a representative of God. I represent God to my children. When I’m angry, yelling and throwing a hissy fit I am representing God the Father. When I choose to respond in love and gentleness, I am representing the Father. Now that is HUGE.

Mothering requires sacrifice, commitment, time, energy and diligence. All the time. These traits are not something that comes naturally to me. But I have learned to appreciate them, to practice them as it has been my hearts desire to reach my children’s heart with the grace of God, to show them His unfailing love.And so, I have found my role as a mother to be harder than my role as a wife.

What about you? What do you find harder – being a wife or a mother?

More Children Equals More Humility: Letter To My Daughters

Dear Miss Graceful and Miss Joyous,

Lend me your ear as I talk to you about a conversation I overheard at a Mother’s Meeting awhile ago. It is something many mums might say to one another, especially in groups of of mums of many children. It may be spoken as a pithy yet affectionate acknowledgement of motherhood and the trials that go hand in hand with it. It goes something like this,

The more children one has, the more one grows and becomes more humble.

But is this right? Is this godly advice?

In my own walk as a woman of God and as a mother, I have gone through the gamut of emotions that comes with parenting. And the Lord certainly has used my life as a parent in order to grow me. Only God knows how much you children have had me on my knees, drawing me closer to Himself when otherwise I might not have. Yes, I do believe that part of His plan for parenting is that we, the parents, are drawn closer in our walk with Him. Parenting is one of the tools He chooses to use in His transforming work.

When I was a new bride, your father and I wanted to become pregnant straight away. We sure tried hard enough, but it was not to be. Oh, my heart ached to be a mother, to have a child to hold in my arms and care for. I remember the pain of Mother’s Day, made all the more painful for me when I’d hear some women’s comments at church: women jokingly talking about their family in that slightly-Aussie-put-down way that only we seem to do. I saw mother’s who were not full of joy with their job of parenting, I saw women who lamented over the burden that one extra child brings. Oh my heart would scream in hurt and anger because I dearly wanted a child and was not able to and here they were, with a child or a few and they didn’t seem to rejoice in their blessing. My time of infertility, although short lived, taught me a lot.

People would make comments like, “Oh, you just need to enjoy this time as a new wife” and I knew they meant well and there certainly was validity in their statement but it still hurt. I’m not sure they used the THINK Principle. What I really needed to see was women rejoicing in their blessing – a blessing that I was not blessed with at that time. What I needed was a hug and an ear that would listen. Sometimes we speak far too often.

To say to a woman who is blessed to have one child that the more children one has, the more one develops in humility is not only wrong but quite insensitive. It could be quite hurtful. We do not know the life story of most people we meet. We don’t know if a couple desires many children but they are only able to have one child. The infertile woman or the woman of one child is no less a woman than the woman who hasten children. Femininity is not about the number of children we have but neither is humility.

As I look through the Scriptures I simply cannot see where being a mother means that I will become more humble. I have learned that God uses the everyday circumstances of our lives to do His amazing, transforming work in our lives but He can do this with any circumstance. He’s not limited to using parenthood!

Humility begins with self awareness- awareness of who we are: unworthy sinners.Humility is an attitude… an attitude that we can put on.

My darling girls, let us be careful when we speak. Let us use the THINK principle– it will see us through many situations. May we always consider others and their feelings before we consider ourselves. Maybe our need to speak is not as important as we often feel it is.

Father God, We come to you as unworthy sinners… so utterly unworthy. We humble ourselves before you and ask that You would humble us by whatever means necessary so that we might manifest the love and power of Christ, for Your glory. Help me Father to be sensitive to the emotions of those who I come into contact with. May my speech be seasoned with grace and mercy, pointing always to You and Your glory.

So if there is any encouragement in Christ, any comfort from love, any participation in the Spirit, any affection and sympathy, complete my joy by being of the same mind, having the same love, being in full accord and of one mind. Do nothing from rivalry or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others.
~Philippians 2:1-4

Motherhood Matters

I have been chewing over an article by Mary K. Mohler, wife of Albert Mohler. The topic is Motherhood Matters. It is very encouraging and I urge all my friends to read it. I love her perspective. She is an older woman who has traversed the road of womanhood (being a wife and a mother) and is writing from her experience based on her life as a believer.

Think about what it must have been like for Eve. She could not consult the ever-popular volume What To Expect When You’re Expecting. She had no mother or mother-in-law to consult. Ponder that! No one could tell her horror stories about labor. She only had Adam to confirm that she was getting quite pudgy around the middle. Finally, she gave birth to the first baby. What a moment that must have been!

Yes, motherhood is God’s idea. No improvement is needed. He purposefully created women to carry, give birth to, nurse, nurture, teach, and tenderly love our children in a way unique to our gender.

Lest you fear that I am about to beat up on mothers who work outside the home, let me be clear in stating that there is no biblical mandate that requires women to be at home full-time. We know Leah, Dorcas, and Priscilla were employed in some form. It’s a personal decision and should not be made in haste.

If you are a stay-at-home mom—live up to the title and don’t make it an oxymoron! If you find yourself in the car, at a meeting, at a practice, at a game, at a lesson, at a performance, or at a church event so often that you seem rarely to be at home, there is a problem. Families thrive on routine, structure, and schedule. Family meals should not be an event and should not be centered around the drive through at the local restaurant. Just because you are not employed, don’t fall into the pit of being so busy doing good things that you miss God’s best things about being at home.

Motherhood is all about balance. These are complicated issues. No matter where you come down here, we all want to be, by God’s grace, the best mom we can be. I don’t know any mother who says, “I want to be a mediocre mom.” How do we really strive for excellence?

First, be a lover of God’s word.

Second, we must be women of prayer.

Third, we must remember that we are called to be godly wives first.

Fourth, we should be students of motherhood.

Fifth, make every day count.

Sixth, pace yourself!

Lastly, resist the temptation to compare your personal motherhood philosophy with others, either in a superior or inferior way.

Don’t let the mundane get you down. Right now in your home, there may be dishes piling up, pesky socks that don’t match, a potty training set back, lunches to pack, and a long list of things to do. We start thinking that our job as mothers is little more than one menial job after another. Don’t forget that today has also been full of monumental opportunities. Did you take advantage of them?

Motherhood matters because it’s God’s idea; because he wants us to train the leaders of tomorrow; and because he has lots to teach us as moms as we allow him to teach our children with excellence.

Mary K. Mohler is the wife of seminary president R. Albert Mohler Jr. and the Director of the Seminary Wives Institute at The Southern Baptist Theological Seminary.

But please, go and read the entire article or download it via pdf to print and read later.

MacArthur… on parenting

We’re certainly not to think that God’s sovereignty in salvation means the way we raise our kids is immaterial. God often uses faithful parents as instruments in the salvation of children.
~ John MacArthur

What is the Chief End of Homeschooling?

We started the learning-at-home adventure toward the end of 1996, so this is our 13th year. Over that time I have been bamboozled, ferhoodled, and lacking in confidence through to confident, visionary and fulfilled. I have gone through a many seasons, each bringing their own emotions, ups and downs. On the AussieHomeschool forum, a dear lady asked the following questions:

Come on ladies, tell me – who has some secrets for keeping your cool? How do we get a grip on those flaky days? Any overcomers out there?

It’s not often that I get to answer in the positive in things like this… but I’d really have to say that after 13 years of home based learning and raising 4-5 children, I am an overcomer! I am surviving and so are the children!

No, it’s not because I am perfect or that I have it together– because nothing could be further from the truth. So, what is my secret? Can others experience this peace too?

Trust. Surrender

Knowing that this journey is also about me. Knowing that this journey is more about relationships than academics.

I have a temper. And a short fuse although, by the grace of God and learning to practice the presence of God, it is lengthening. I also have a potty mouth. I have been known, in the past, to speak in a way that cuts people to the core, leaving them drowning in a pool of blood. I hated myself. I hated my actions and the complete lack of self control I had over my emotions and my tongue. And yes, sadly, my older children do remember my propensity toward uncontrollable, verbal rage. I am thankful for the Cross, and its power to heal. My journey does not end there, That was who I was, not who I am.

I have learned that homeschooling is not about perfection or anything closely resembling it, but it is about developing relationships.

I’ve learned that homeschooling is an extension of parenting and this is still the same whether or not my child attends public school, private school, homeschool books or unschooling.

I’ve learned that homeschooling is not a goal… it is a process. I’ve learned that the children growing up to *look like* a perfect homeschooler is just nowhere near good enough.

I’ve learned that this homeschooling journey isn’t about academics, nor is it even about character, for character will not get anyone into heaven!

The goal of this homeschooling business is that I should become so dependent upon God that I fall onto my knees daily, seeking His face, hungering after a touch from Him. Parenting should drive me to my knees!

What does this practically mean when I’m knee deep in laundry and eating cereal or toast for tea? It means that there is an eternal reason for all this mess, untidiness, and constant training. That reason is that God wants ALL of us- our entire life. Our goal is to love God and glorify Him forever – in the midst of spilled Weetbix and poopy nappies and children that can’t spell.

I know this isn’t the most practical advice you’ve ever heard but in all honesty, it is truth and reality for me. I’ve tried everything over the years. I’ve tried great schedules, quiet times, days off, and all those other things but for me, they are all temporary reprieves. Seeking after the heart of God in earnest, before ALL other things is the only way I have been able to flourish, not just survive.
The only practical thing I can offer is that this too shall pass. Things do get easier. As the children get older, as they invariably do, things will get easier. I promise. Of course, the developing ages bring their own unique set of curve balls but again, it’s back to the beginning…

What is the chief end of man?

Man’s chief end is to glorify God, and to enjoy him forever.

Photo credit: Forgiven by Greg Olsen Art

Mothers Day 2009

I was planning a feast for Mother’s Day. I wanted to celebrate being a mum and I wanted to bless my husband and children- for without them I wouldn’t be a mum! However John won’t be home on Sunday…he has to work. This disappointed Miss A so yesterday she got with the other children and went shopping for a gift.

I woke up this morning and they children took me out for breakfast. We went to Cafe Verdi and had yummy food and good coffee. (Okay, the coffee wasn’t the best but the company and event made it the best). The children presented their lavish gifts to me. Wow, did they spoil me or what!

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I received a lovely black top, with Indian style needlework down the front. A Bottle of Kylie’s “Showtime”, a purse, a great coffee mug filled to the brim with honey coated cashews and a bottle of liquorice Sambuca. And…and the recent Paul Potts CD: Passione. Whoohoo, I’ve wanted this as soon as I heard about it. And a card…I love cards. Especially when they children write in them. (Tehee, the slogan on the coffee mug is “I have children and a sense of humour, What’s your super power?”)

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I used to look at some mum’s and wonder why my children didn’t do those lovely, sweet things. Problem was, I was looking at the mums who had teens and young adults and wishing my younger children would be like that. Pffttt! How unreal of me. Mother’s Day certainly looks different now to when I had young children…but I love all the stages. Grubby little hand prints and misspellings on cards…weeds picked and given as flowers…ah, how sweet and adorable is that?

But that season of life has passed for me…I now get more ‘grown up’ gifts but as the mother of a prodigal it is not all roses and chocolate. The day also brought yet another heartache…as special family days usually do when a family has a prodigal child. So with John away at the moment, it was lovely to receive a phone call from him. He wasn’t due to call me until late tonight but somehow he was able. Thank you Lord for prompting him and providing opportunity for him to call, if only for a brief few minutes.

How are you planning to celebrate Mother’s Day this year? Are you in a stage of celebrating and blessing others? Are you training your children in the art of blessing others? What will you do this Sunday?

Mother's Day: Part Two

How was your Mother’s Day?

I woke to yummy smell of pancakes and maple syrup with cappuccino. The children got up early and made breakfast in bed for me. It was lovely. It’s great to see the children working together on a common goal- that of blessing someone else.

I spent a large part of the day in the kitchen. This was my choice. I cooked up an Indian style feast for tea that night. I did this to bless my family. Before the meal I spoke a few words of thanks and appreciation to my husband and children…I affirmed them, made eye contact and spoke of my love for them. I explained that without them Mother’s day wouldn’t be, for me. I don’t write this to boast, rather to offer another side of me and my family. I had previously written about Mother’s day and that post is true…but as can happen with this medium, it is only one side of the story. I want to offer the same story but from another side or angle.

When John and I first got married, we wanted to start a family as soon as possible. But it didn’t happen. Each month would see me sad and teary. I desperately wanted to have a child and be a mother. It was 2 years before we conceived. Those two Mother’s Days were very sad for me. Oh, I would honour my own mother and my mother-in-law but it was also a painfully emotional time for me. Even now I remember the pain and the hurt that I felt. That pain doesn’t affect me now…I do not feel the sting of it but I do remember how it felt. And that in turn causes me to be so very appreciative and thankful for the four blessings that I do have. And I’m also reminded of the daunting task before me…that of parenting. Thankfully, God has the paths of my children firmly in His grasp. While I have a task, a duty, a responsibility, a privilege, God already knows their path and He is responsible for their salvation, not me.

How did you spend your Mother’s day? Have you learned any lessons from your own mum or mother-figure in your life? What did you ‘teach’ your children on this day? I’d love to hear from you.

Happy Mother's Day

May you have a blessed Mother’s Day today!

I thought I’d repost something that I wrote last year regarding Mother’s day. I originally posted it just before Mother’s Day but the principle is the same.

Mother’s Day is just around the corner. What are you planning?

My mother isn’t on this earth any more. She graduated and went to be with the Lord nearly 10 years ago. While she was here with us, my children had opportunity to see for themselves how I still honoured her as my mother. Now she isn’t here, I look for similar opportunities to teach my children how to serve and bless others.

Mother’s Day can be a day filled with self indulgent motives and consumerism which often teaches our children that money and gifts can buy happiness. I don’t want to impart this to my children. However, this day can also send other messages…ones which may not be entirely what we want our children to receive.

Some people have been surprised to learn that I encourage my children to bless me on Mother’s Day (and Dad on Father’s Day). While they are still young, I am teaching them how to bless others… impart to them a desire to serve. While I can live quite happily without being spoiled on Mother’s Day, it is for the children that I do this. That sounds rather pious, but it truly is my heart’s motive.

As a mother who chose to stay at home and teach her children, I am aware that this was my choice to live this lifestyle. I dearly want my children to have similar values. But if they see my life as not appealing…then how or why would I expect that they would desire it? If they see me moping around the house often, complaining and not living in joy, then why on earth would they choose a similar life? If all they see is mother being a martyr then they may ‘hear’ that the home-schooling lifestyle or even the lifestyle of motherhood is not one they want. Oi voi! I hope not!

I’m learning more and more lately how important it is to teach our children the value of family through our own life experience. The children don’t always see me as ‘a child’. Naturally, they think that I’m an adult, grown up. And I am. But I’m also a child and will be as long as my father is alive. But even more so, I will always be a child as my heavenly Father is eternal. We need to teach our children what it means to know God as father…and part of this means being a child, being parented by God.

My older girls have a heart to bless others and they bless me without any prompting. However, my boys are still a little younger (9 and 11yo) and they still need some guidance and prompting in this area. It is also good for them to learn these lessons as I believe it will help them to love and honour their own wives, when they have them. The day will come when I will no longer encourage or prompt them to think of me on Mother’s Day…it will be totally up to them. I hope I will handle that time with love and grace.

I’d like to encourage you to think about Mother’s Day. What messages do you send your child regarding motherhood? Think about what legacy you’d like to leave your children…what lessons can you teach through this day? Your children will not always be young, and the time for teaching these sorts of lessons will not always be so ripe. Make the most of it! Pray and discover how you can creatively impart life values to your child and teach them the important lessons in life. Drop me a line and let me know how you plan to spend Mother’s Day.

For the Children’s Sake…

Mother's Day

How was your Mother’s Day?

I woke to yummy smell of pancakes and maple syrup with good cappuccino. The children got up early and made breakfast in bed for me. It was lovely. It’s great to see the children working together on a common goal- that of blessing someone else.

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