Hey there! I’m Mikala—a family doctor, wife, mother of 5, well-being advocate, and author of the books Ordinary on Purpose and Everything I Wish I Could Tell You About Midlife. Each month my writing reaches millions of women, but I am thrilled to be connecting with YOU. I’m truly grateful to have you here!
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I’m pretty sure all those earlier parenting challenges were preparing us for today—these days of parenting a teenager. EVERYTHING feels multiplied!!
Who else would know to look for a little thumbs up from the soccer field?? After all, he didn’t score. But his foot touched the ball and he’d like to celebrate all the same. So, I do!!
When someone is sad, don’t try to fix it. Or rush it. Don’t gloss over it. Or pretend it away.
I can serve and love and work and pray and give the very best of myself to the task right in front of my face.
THIS messy, chaotic, lovely little life right before your eyes is filled with the most beautiful ordinary moments exactly as it is…and it’s breathtaking.
Yep. These moments wait for me. Just like He does. So patiently. ALL THIS BEAUTY. Ever at the ready to take my breath away. I only need to look up…and NOTICE.
And because I love them SO MUCH, I try to make the best decisions I can which means…so often I say NO. I create boundaries and dole out chores and enforce consequences and follow through. What a Bad Guy!!
I try to be the one place in the whole world where my child doesn’t ever have to pretend. I try to be the safe, loving place he can softly sink into and feel seen. I try to be the person he can always, always come to…
I never imagined anything could fill my heart like chubby little cheeks and diapered little bottoms and drooly little smiles and teeny little feet covered in footed pajamas.
For I know one day very soon, my teenager will be gone. And my baby will walk through the door a grown man. Still the love of my life. What a gift! I never knew this kind of LOVE existed.
I don’t need recognition or praise from the World…because He says I am enough.
Can we just embrace the chaos and noise? Embrace the laundry and dishes? Embrace the floor littered with, well…everything??
Let go of the stressing and striving. Let go of distraction and discontentment. Let go of chasing perfection. Your kids don't want perfect...they just want you.
