Ticking Time-Bomb

You guys, I am officially 38 weeks pregnant! When I tell others how close I am, they usually respond with, "Wow, that went fast!". In response I usually think, Fast for you, maybe! Does anyone else feel like the first trimester of pregnancy takes a year and a day, the second trimester may pass in normal time, but the last trimester is another year and a day? At least until you get to 38 weeks and realize you only have two weeks left to get that mile-long To-Do-Before-Baby List done. Yikes! There is so much to do! And it's so hard to get just the basics done. At least it is for me. Aside from the hernia issues, I am just plain tired and HUGE. At this point in gestation, the baby could gain up to half a pound a week and I have no idea how my belly could possible get stretched any further. My belly button is officially flat, lol. This is also such an uncertain time for me. I've had three labors that began with my water breaking and two where my water broke just before ba

Savor It!

 Has your social media been clogged up with back to school pictures this past week? Mine has. And I love it.  All those pictures of those cute kids, whether they are wearing backpacks and holding lunch boxes or homeschooling in their pjs, can’t help but put a smile on your face. But some of the he pictures are rather shocking. She’s already in 7th grade??? How did that happen? And how is it that that baby, who could only have been born a few years ago, is already starting kindergarten??? And how can he be a senior, I remember when he was just in preschool!  The back-to-school pictures certainly remind us of the passage of time, and how quickly it happens!  Today I laid down with my toddler to read and snuggle while he drifted off to sleep for nap time. As I listened to his peaceful breathing and watched his sweet little face, I just took time to soak in the moment. He will never be this little again. Tomorrow he will be another day older. Soon he will realize that he is a big brother.

Made for This

 Want to see something really cute? Google  mama animal with baby . I'm planning a surprise trip for my kids to a local animal park and the memory of the last time we were there got me thinking for this blog post. We got to see a mama cheetah with her babies. They were right by the fence and soooo cute! It was fun to see the mama just laying there, relaxing in the shade, with her babies piled up all around her. There must have been five or six of them. I always think it's fascinating to watch mama animals with their babies, and to think about the differences that we human mamas have when it comes to caring for our children. Do they second guess themselves? Do they have everyone telling them they need to do things a different way? Do they look at other mamas and think, "She's doing so much better than me, I wish I was like her."  No, I'm sure they don't. They don't have the capacity to overthink things. They just do them. They just do what their natural

Not Guilty!

Image I had a conversation with someone last week that really got me down. It was not her intention to make me feel like an idiot, but that's where I went after thinking it all over.  The conversation was about the increased risks that are more likely statistically to exist in a pregnancy of a women over the age of 35 (I turned 36 this last spring). I think that it was this conversation and the lack of sleep that created the perfect storm for me to feel foolish and condemning of myself.  As the baby increases in size, my pain also increases, especially at night lately. I sleep in a slightly wrong position and wake up with a burning pain where the new hernia is forming. It's a pain that takes my breath away and I have to rub some balm on and try moving in different positions to get it to decrease. Eventually it does, but sometimes it takes a while and often I have a hard time falling back to sleep. This, on top of starting school with the kids a couple weeks ago, has

Truth Bomb

Hey ladies! How are you doing?  I am having a hard day. OCD meltdowns, toddler peeing on the floor, nasty pre-teen attitudes, sickness...its all happening today. I don't know about you, but whenever I'm having this kind of day I am always bombarded with lies that make me feel even worse. I've decided to counteract some of these lies with some truth, and I thought I would share it with you because you probably need to hear it too. You are unique. You are special. You are lovely. You are precious. You are strong. You are chosen. God values you, mama.  Even when you're a mess. Even when you feel like you are getting it all wrong. He created you for a purpose. He loves you with a love that is unconditional .  Go to Him for the comfort and strength you need.  Lots of Love, Lee P.S. Some homemade cookie dough is always a good way to reset the day, too. ;)


image from Good morning, mama. I'm just dropping in to say, " You be you ." A friend reposted this on facebook this week: Boy, did she get a lot of reaction from it! Some were positive, but some people were also offended. I guess I liked it so much because it validated the choices I have made in my life by recognizing that there is nothing wrong with being " just" a wife and mother. After reading it over carefully, I realized that the people who were getting offended over it where thinking that the post was saying that getting married, having children, and being a stay at home mom were the only way to live. That's not how I see what it was saying. I feel like "Life is about family, not work." is a good summery of what this lady is trying to say. Who is really going to argue about that? Especially since "family" is really a term that has no bounds. It can mean any type of community you have around you. Those who are called to sp

Stay Focused!

 Hey mamas! So, I've been a good girl and spent more time at home this week. It has been nice. I read two books and crocheted a blanket for my dad. The kids and I finished reading The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood and watched the old Disney movie, so they spent two entire days in Sherwood Forest (aka our back yard), dressed in medieval garb and having archery contests and quarterstaff fights. It was so fun to listen to them through the open window! During this week I had to fight some of my familiar giants. One of them is the one that always taunts me and tells me that I should be getting more done around the house, that I should just do the work and deal with the pain afterwards. "You're a terrible housewife and a lazy slob. A real woman wouldn't have such a messy house, she wouldn't have so many unfinished projects!" is his favorite accusation. The other likes to tease me about missing out on things because I'm either choosing to stay home and not parti

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