Encouragement

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Who’s Gonna Save Me? So I was flipping thru reels on Facebook the other day and one of them caught my attention. If you’re a millennial like me then you probably remember the movie “The Princess Diaries” and of course the song “Supergirl.” Well the reel was this video and she’s singing, “I’m supergirl and I’m here to save the world, but I wanna know who’s gonna save me?” Lately, I been thinking that myself. Watching all these moms who clearly have it together, and I’m like why is that not me? What am I doing wrong? I just feel stuck in my current circumstance, and I keep feeling like I need someone to save me, but the truth is Superman is...

Wobbling Toward Grace, Part 2 :: The Days of Beautiful Chaos *This is a Part 2 of a series. Read Part 1 here. I was old when I became a new mom, and maybe that was what isolated me from the colleagues I had called friends. Also what made me overly protective and what motivated me to take 58,000 photos of my baby every week. I am also an introvert who found myself pregnant at 43, filled with a delight I had never expected I would, or could, experience, and which I had talked myself out of believing would ever be part of my life, talked myself into believing I, for some reason, didn't deserve. And, like many new moms, I kept...

This Episode Of Bluey Is Called :: Letting My Kids Teach Me To Play I had been begging the kids to get their swimsuits on so we could get out of the house. I felt like Chilli Heeler, gesturing desperately at the open door. "The door. It's right there. We could just – walk through it." But apparently, like Bluey and Bingo, we couldn't get out that door, either. Our younger son (7) was so excited to go he stood like an Easter Island statue glaring at his big brother (10), then started lecturing him in that tone of voice he uses when Someone Has Done Wrong. I felt the same way, and finally snapped at 10, who had shifted from reluctance ("I...

You Snooze, You Win! :: Life Hacks For The Time-Management-Challenged I was once given an art assignment that consisted of a blank sheet of paper with the word “TIME” at the top in bold letters. Our only instruction was to draw in the space below based on the word prompt. I stared at the paper and felt a flood of mixed emotions - both positive and negative. When it comes to four-letter words, this one might be the most sensational. I have many positive memories regarding the word time; the way my Cajun Granny would always say, “Well, y’all got time ...” when we’d announce we were about to head home after Sunday lunch. She’d start a pot of coffee or get...