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A broken heart 💔 Y’all, my momma heart is aching. Tiny pin-pricks of hurt ribboning through my oversized heart all weekend. When people tell you there’s no heartbreak like the ones your children create, believe it. My high school senior had homecoming this weekend. After being denied the excitement of high school events for the past three school years, I was giddy with excitement at the prospect of senior events. My momma heart bloomed at the thought of homecoming, senior pi

Tired momma One of my older daughters and her two tiny humans came to spend some time with us. Needless to say, this mommas heart was ridiculously happy to see her car pull into the driveway. It’s been seven long weeks since I snuggled my Ohio grand babies. I was about to hit serious withdrawal! One look at my sweet girl and I could see the tired radiating off of her. Oh how I don’t miss those days. Feeding babies in the middle of the night. The diapers. The heart breaking cr

And brought me flowers too! It’s been one year. 365 days. A full trip around the sun. 8,760 hours ago, I took Jer to the emergency room. Terrified, I checked him in and walked out without him. I didn’t know what would happen next. You know those instances where your life flashed before your eyes, yeah sitting in the parking lot I had one of those. We had just celebrated our 14th wedding anniversary that July and by the end of the month, the whole house had the bug that shall

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The middle schooler and I fought this morning. Over her phone. Her phone. That stupid little piece of machinery that she can’t see she’s dependent upon. Her phone. A phone which, before being given to her, came with the stipulation that when we ask for it she turns it over. And yet, today we fought. After some trouble with bullying last school year, I put an app on her phone to track things like bullying, violence, inappropriate content, etc. The World Wide Web is just too bi

I believe each moment is a gift. And each child a true blessing. When the hubby and I got married, he came with two little humans. Two little humans whom I instantly loved like they were my own. Sixteen years as a family later and I couldn’t love them more. They are my kiddos and I would do anything for them. Our oldest kiddo just blessed us with another grand baby. Oh, he’s perfect! The cutest chubby little cheeks and a head full of reddish blonde hair. Helping her bring hi

My sweet girl is having her second tiny human and I am over the moon. There’s nothing quite like helping your daughter bring her own kiddos into this world. It is a true blessing indeed. I feel doubly blessed because, while I didn’t grow her from scratch, she calls me mom. She looks to me for help. She wants me around. She hugs be tight. It makes my momma heart soar. I remember when she called us to tell us baby number two was on the way. Her dad and I guessed before she said

Inside of my head! I love social media. Sometimes. I love watching former students grow into awesome young adults. I love seeing their academic accomplishments. Watch them get their drivers permits and licenses. Seeing them compete in sports and excel. It makes my preschool teacher heart shout when I know I had a tiny part in the success of a child’s life. I firmly believe preschool is the foundation academic excellence is formed on. Fight me on it😎 And yet, as I watch forme

Please stand up! Parenting has been rough lately. The child I thought would be easy to guide is giving us a run for every dollar. I should have known when he was smooth sailing in elementary school there’d be trouble ahead. The high schooler has been busted for many things lately. We’ve had to turn our home into a tiny fortress. Not to keep the riff raff out, but to keep him from doing something crazy. Imagine waking up to find a window on the front of your house open to who

Away from reality. Hurt. Anger. Disappointment. Crushing heartache. In the last three days, I’ve felt all of these emotions and so many more. Parenting is indeed the the hardest thing a person will do. It hurts my momma heart that my teenager so callously disregards rules put in place for his safety. That he cares so little for our thoughts and feelings he’s willing to face whatever consequences to simply do what he chooses; regardless of whether it’s right or wrong. And poin

And her tears mark the page. Have you ever watched your child’s heart break and feel powerless to help? Watch the varying emotions of hurt, betrayal and anguish play across their face and hurt inside for them. It stirs every protective instinct within you, but you tread carefully because you know a lesson lies within the hard time. Our middle schooler has been home sick with a sinus infection this week. She miserable with headaches and a sore throat from runny draining nonsen

Sounds like the start to a ridiculous joke, doesn’t it? Really it was just the start to yet another home improvement project. I distinctly remember telling the hubby I did not want another project house when sold our last home. Something must have gotten lost in translation because guess what we ended up with?! Recently, we finally decided to tackle the main bathroom. By tackle, I mean tearing up small tile floors, tearing out tile walls around the tub, adding recessed lighti

And I am a woman! Strong, yet vulnerable. Quiet, yet outspoken. Organized, yet forgetful. Energetic, yet overworked. Brave and reserved. Adventurous and timid. There are so many different adjectives that can be used to describe me. Often they depend on the day, the week, the weather, the position of the sun, and when I last ate! I’m complicated and somehow ridiculously simple. I’m intensely serious and insanely silly. I am not just one thing, I am many! And it is a beautiful

Moments like this!! If I had one word to describe the last eight days, it would be whirlwind! Between basketball games and tournaments, online conferences, zoom meetings, and all of the normal housework, my hours were eaten up quickly. Toss in a weekend away to celebrate my sweet granddaughter and finally spill the beans that a grandson is on the way, and yeah, I’m still trying to catch my breath. If every week we’re like that one, I’d toss my hands in the air and walk away.

39! Well, I’ve made another trip around the sun! And what a trip it was! This past year had its share of trials and victories, and I’m a year wiser because of them. I never make a big deal about my birthday. There’s no month long celebration posts all over social media. I don’t insist on shouting from the rooftops I’m a Pisces and it’s my session lol. I don’t even put it on the family calendar. I have a hard time making things about me. As a recovering people pleaser, it’s di

The way you love me🥰 My hubby and I do not celebrate Valentines Day. We never have. It’s just another day of the week. We work. We cook. Kids go to school. Normal stuff happens because it’s just another day. We show each other love each and every day. I’m pretty sure our aversion to Valentine’s Day stems from childhood traumas of constantly being the new kid, ignored and left out by kids in our classes. We grew up before the days of the bring-something-for-everyone era began

And still miss something. Today was a rough day. Standing in the bedroom, folding fresh out of the dryer linens, my cell phone rings. I generally ignore it because my car warranty doesn’t expire for another four year so I’m good. The phone number caught my attention. It was the middle school calling. My mind immediately went through the days schedule because we are in a busy season around here. With a school play and basketball season, timetables are everything. I ran through

Or anyone, by the cover. Scrolling through Facebook is a guilty pleasure. My daily lists of things to accomplish is usually hefty. It includes things that keep my house in order, word counts for writing projects, zoom meetings, kids schedules and meal plans. And so much more. Yesterday, my guilty pleasure made me so sad. Miss USA 2019, dead at 30, from apparent suicide. I googled it myself because the internet is infamous for hoax deaths and I couldn’t believe my eyes. There

Who I am inside?? Oh sweet girl, it already does. As the mom of a middle school girl, I’ve come to learn a few things. First, the world is both exciting and terrifying to a middle school girl. There are so many new people, trends, and things to dive into when you’re a middle school girl. Suddenly, you aren’t one of the little kids anymore. The little kids are looking up to you. It’s thrilling! And, yet, the trends in clothes, hair, friends, and such change so quickly, you ar

For love! And my kids! We have a unique family dynamic in our house. We have three grown children off and running plus two who still live at home. Toss in two grand babies and the fun just escalates. It’s a challenge to watch the older kids navigate life from afar while guiding the younger ones still under our roof. Our oldest daughter is a military wife. Having served herself, she understands that deployment is always a possibility for her husband who’s still enlisted. We ju