All tagged #theyareonlylittleforalittlewhile
She carries her children’s joy and sorrow. She carries their goodness and pain. And every night she casts ALL the things she’s carrying off to Jesus as she prays over her children’s souls.
First, I’d recommend a deep breath. And...maybe another. Then simply repeat a phrase like this one, “Oh, I know honey. Ugh. There’s always something to do, right? I sure do appreciate your help around here.”
It might look a little different now, but your boy will always need you in so many ways!
I’m pretty sure all those earlier parenting challenges were preparing us for today—these days of parenting a teenager. EVERYTHING feels multiplied!!
This was the Last Game. I tried hard not to clamp my fist around this realization. I tried hard to store it all away.
I am teaching my children how to love and be loved…and so are you!!
We’re ALL worn thin. We’re ALL about four incidents away from a meltdown. And none of us knows which number any other person is on.
Christmas is CUMULATIVE!!!! It all adds up!!! MOMS, WE DON’T HAVE TO DO IT ALL EVERY YEAR!!!!
Because the people I love most in the world...LIVE right here.
I get to watch all my babies actually GROW UP into these amazing people. And THAT is the gift of my life!!
Parenting isn’t hard because you’re doing it wrong. It’s hard because raising little humans into responsible people is hard.
Days filled with grocery store trips and basketball games. Sprinklers in the backyard and family hikes. School activities and tiny hugs. Sibling squabbles and quiet moments reading books before bed. I know without a doubt I’ll miss these crazy, busy, messy, lovely, growing-up days.
No matter how tall he grows or how big his ginormous shoes, he’ll forever be my baby!!
There will always be something to do. I know. But they are little today. And it’s such a little while. So maybe today, Momma…just go PLAY!!
I was warned by quite a few well-meaning older ladies. But I didn’t believe them. Now I AM a well-meaning older lady!!
It’s simple. And slow. Slow enough for riding bikes to the park. Slow enough for catching roly polies. And snails. Slow enough for evenings around our firepit roasting smores.
She follows me everywhere I go. She wants to be by my side for every single minute of every single day. Forever.
When someone is sad, don’t try to fix it. Or rush it. Don’t gloss over it. Or pretend it away.
I cannot imagine CALLING him at college to wish him Happy Birthday. Singing the birthday song with the phone pressed to my ear. Asking him how he is spending his day or wondering “Did anyone get you a cake?”
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.
