The Fruit of the Spirit Moms Manifest in Abundance 1
Parenting

The Fruit of the Spirit Moms Manifest in Abundance

The fruit of the spirit is a good measure of my Christian walk. In my experience, these are the goals of a “decent” Believer.  Personally, I have muddied the waters – er, fruit basket, berating myself for my lacking in this area or that. Primarily, patience, I lack patience. Granted it’s not really my fault, it’s because I live with crazy people. People that lack common sense and provoke scenarios that motivate me to lose my mind and say things …

Gently Mommy Screams: The Wrong Words in Perfect Chorus 1
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Gently Mommy Screams: The Wrong Words in Perfect Chorus

“Row, Row, Row your boat gently mommy screams!” If there is anything I love about mothering littles it is there obliteration of the English language. The vandals, our three and five-year-old sons, are champion demolition men, both in word and deed. From the their very own gender neutral pronoun, “herm” for he, she, his and hers, to the increasing popular rendition of Row Your Boat – Let’s not forget the classic “Chockit Nulk” and “Maked in the Cowld Sheeps,” we …

Win by Losing: Stop the Stress – Get a New Dress 1

Win by Losing: Stop the Stress – Get a New Dress

You should relax, you have too much stress. Or as our 5-year-old vandal says, “I have too much stresses in me.” And I know all the tricks of the trade.  I even sell essential oils.  So I had used my meager earnings to buy a more expensive blend… Stress Away. From the family room, the smell was overwhelming.  My husband and I leaped from our seats and bolted to our room where we discovered our two toddler sons slipping and …

Astonishing Technique to Escape the Bondage of a Terror Mindset 1
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Astonishing Technique to Escape the Bondage of a Terror Mindset

I am different, I am no longer in bondage to a terror mindset. And not different than the usual different, like my wayward “just the nougat” Snickers eating, fear of egg-salad and passionate partiality for all things Sharknado; but a different kind of different. I have peace. I have never had peace. This post will be short. There’s not that much to say. And I won’t lie, anxiety still taunts me.  But, I do not live there. I want to …

How to Reach Your Target Heart Rate without Getting Out of Bed

How to Reach Your Target Heart Rate without Getting Out of Bed

They say you cannot remember pain. I say… they have never torn their calf muscle and plantar fasciitis. I still have nightmares about it.  I liken it to a Charlie-horse that gave way. Or to a gunshot wound. I remember the song playing: Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leopard.  I remember the choreography, I had made up on the fly.  I remember I still smelled of chlorine, having just taught two water aerobics classes back to back, immediately …

Dear New Year Mom: FEAR NOT 2017
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Dear New Year Mom: FEAR NOT 2017

I know. Me too. What is this elusive, invisible time line lurking days away, where all of the sudden I will be different than before the stroke of midnight? If time is of the essence, why am I marginally out of time? Very little makes sense in my world. While trying to make dinner I was unable to locate a two-pound block of cheese. I asked the residents of my household “where’s the cheddar?” and one answered, “On the staircase.” …