Encouragement, My Story, Uncategorized

Dear Mom, you do not need to…


…..go to Africa, start a non-profit, rescue women from sex trafficking, adopt orphans in China……

Yes, those are all good things and there is nothing wrong with doing them, unless it is not the season for it or the calling God has given you.  Lately I have heard multiple people from different places talk about their passions and ministries.  These are BIG things that are changing lives and allowing God to show off big time.  I sit in awe of these women and how they have allowed their passion to drive them to doing great things.  I often feel guilty that I am not doing something note worthy.  I don’t have a mission trip to any where planned (unless you count the grocery store- hey anywhere can be a mission field!).  I am not starting a non-profit or rescuing women.  I am not in the process of adopting an orphan.

In fact, I am smack dab in the middle of motherhood.  I have 4 kids that God has entrusted me with.  I happen to stay home with them, but you may be a working mom.  Either way, if you are a mother, God has given you and me a big responsibility in that role.  I hear this statement and I have said it myself so many times, “I am just a mom”.  It doesn’t seem very glamorous or big.  It doesn’t have the wow factor I feel like it needs.

Guess what?  God planted you where you are for a reason.  He purposed you, right where you are.  You don’t have to do anything more then love your kids.  Be the mother they need.  Be the wife your husband needs.  We can make an incredible mark on this world by accepting the calling that is in our own homes.  We have the power to affect generations through our children.  The way we parent our kids today will reflect our children’s children, and their children and so on.  When you look at the big picture, you see that our jobs as mothers really are BIG.  They matter.  They mean something.

Today, your job as a mother might seem small.  It might seem as though no one notices or cares.  It might seem thankless.  It really might take 18 years for all your hard work to pay off, but one day, you are going to see the fruit of your labor of love and you will be able to step back and bask in it.

I think God wants us all to be obedient to the calling He places on our hearts.  He wants us to be willing and ready to take on whatever he asks of us but also to lay down things he hasn’t asked us to carry.  This one is difficult for me.  I have been on the search for a meaningful calling for so long and have neglected the fact that being a mom is a meaningful calling.  I feel strongly that God is saying “you are enough, who you are matters, lay down your search for meaning, and I will show it to you”.

I decided to share my thoughts on this for several reasons, but the main one is, I hear so many other moms who struggle with thinking they aren’t doing enough.  We compare our journeys instead of seeking God to see where He wants us.  We place our desire to be seen and accepted in front of the desires God has laid out for us.  We wrestle with the desire to feel significant and search for that BIG thing God is going to do through us.   For me, I have found that right now, that big thing is right in front of me.  Actually, it is at my feet, hanging on my leg, begging for another piece of candy. Ahhhhh Motherhood, right now, it is my BIG calling.

If you find yourself struggling with this season of life, please join me as I pray for other moms just like myself.  As I pray for other women who are serving their callings in Africa, in orphanages, starting schools, or rescuing others.  There is no woman who has a greater or better calling, just different.  We all need to band together and support and love one another.  My prayer is that we can become a big community of women who love one another deeply.

If you enjoyed this post please feel free to share it, and also check out this post on seasons.  {so glad I reread that and reminded myself of my own words!}

Cleft Lip, Family, My Story

Harvey, 365 days later


Harvey is ONE! I never shared his birth story, even though I typed it out a few weeks after he was born so I have decided to share it now!

DSC_1930ccMarch 31, 2014…. It is Kamden’s birthday!  I woke up feeling a little like labor was in the air.  But I wasn’t really sure.  I had been in pain for weeks and sweet baby boys position had just made me miserable.  I had an appointment that morning.  I found out at the appointment I was progressing, and was in between a 3-4 and 50% thinned. (sorry for all of you who that is way too much info for, but this a child birth post).

I left and went to pick up a few last minute birthday gifts for Kam.  Then I ran to Walmart and picked up a few groceries.  By the time I got to the house to eat lunch with the fam, I told Joel I  was really thinking I might go into labor that day.  He reminded me that I had all the others at 38 weeks and 2 days, and waiting until Friday (it was Monday) was much better for his schedule.  Of course we both laughed at that, knowing we don’t have any control. 

I had already been praying that I could wait until AFTER Kamden’s birthday.  I did not want to miss his day.  I was able to go to dinner and Goody’s for dessert.  I was having a few contractions throughout the evening but they were not consistent however by 8:45 when we were at Goody’s they were pretty strong.  When we got home we got the kids ready for bed and I went ahead and made sure all the bags were ready.  By 11:00 I laid down hoping that I could just sleep.  I had contractions 10  min apart for an hour and decided I should wake Joel up.  By the time he was awake enough to know what was going on, my contractions were now 3 minutes apart and we both knew we had to hurry!  We got to the hospital at about 1:00am (had to wait for someone to get here, then we had to drive to the hospital)

It was a very rushed process with lots of skipped procedure (like being admitted before stuff starts happening) But I was between an 8 and 9.  They called my doctor and by the time he got there I was ready to have a baby!  We will skip all the fun stuff, and jump ahead to 2:20am, when this perfect little boy arrived!  He was so gorgeous and wonderful!  Funny how all the chaos disappears and you just fall madly in love with this tiny baby they just laid on your chest!  He came into this world 2 hours after his big brothers birthday ended, on April fools day!  We didn’t text too many people at 2am but I just knew when we told people the next day they would think it was a joke!  We sent photo proof with our text the next morning! 


For those of you who may not know, Harvey was born with a incomplete unilateral cleft lip and a notch in his gum line.  He had surgery July 2014 to repair his lip.  He was so incredibly perfect before and I love looking at all of these pictures of him before his surgery!  He is just as perfect now though and I kind of feel blessed he has two smiles!  Melts my heart!


This boy is so funny!  He loves to play with his big brother and sisters!  Everyone spoils him rotten though!  He is not walking yet, but crawling and climbing on everything he can get to.  He has not been a big fan of baby food, table food, bottle OR sippy cup (mom is his favorite!) but he is finally coming around to table food as long as we let him feed himself.  He loves pizza, peanutbutter sandwiches, and ice cream. He is obviously a health nut!


I have said it so many times over the last year, but this boy has taught me SO much about life!  I don’t know if I will ever be able to express all of the things he has helped me to see.  All I know today, is that I am honored to be his mommy.  To watch him grow and learn.  To be his teacher and guide through life.  I look forward to holding his hand as he walks, helping him memorize scripture and showing him what it means to love Jesus.


My prayers are big for this little guy.  I pray God gives me all the strength and wisdom I need to be the best mommy I can be for him.  That he knows our love for him always and knows he came into this world perfect in our eyes.  I pray that he knows Jesus deeply and knows how loved he is by Him.


I’m ending it with this picture, because right now, he points at everything and says “dat” but it is also a good reminder that he is really ONE!  Look how smart he is, holding up one finger- hehehe!