taking time for the game of chase

I would say over the last year I have transitioned into a work at home mom. As my blog has continued to grow over the years (hey, thanks guys for putting up with me!), and I now co-run Thrive and am a part of The Influence Events Team and am about to launch my shop....well I do a lot. So, I spend quite a bit of my time working and writing. I always thought I would be a working mom. My mom was, and I couldn't wait to have a career. But after working many years as an event planner and learning that the hours were a bit ridiculous if I ever wanted to see my kids, I decided to stay home.

Oh, and random and off topic but we've had some GORGEOUS weather this week. Way to go, January. 


Anyway, I've been able to take a day or two a week to just get away and work. It's wonderful and hard at the same time. It's also hard for me to take off my mommy hat for a few hours. I tend to be a control freak and have trouble being away at all. BUT I get time by myself, to sit, sip sweet tea and write, design, dream and plan. Perfect way to recharge my batteries.

And the best part for me?Getting to come home to my babies. 

When I walk in the door and they go crazy (you know, the good crazy), I understand how daddy feels every day when he comes home from work. I feel excitement to be a mom again. I can't wait to wrestle, tickle and play chase. When I spend every waking moment at home with the kids, I find myself turning into a robot. I go through the motions of motherhood without really stopping to enjoy it.

Last night I took the time for a game of chase.Although I'm insanely out of shape, chasing my hilarious girls around the house is worth every breath sucking moment. I need that time away to remember how great I have it. How blessed I am by these tiny people that I have the amazing joy of raising.

What can you do to remind yourself to play chase? What helps you remember how much you love being a mom?

it hit close to home.

When I was in elementary school a tornado ripped through our backyard. I will never forget how trees were uprooted and all the crazy damage. That was my first experience with a tornado. Living in Oklahoma, you just learn about tornadoes first hand. In school you have tornado drills and learn how to curl up in a ball and put your hands over your head. You never think it will actually happen though. The wrath of a tornado is horrific. And this week was the worst I've seen.

Being this close to it is absolutely heartbreaking. As I watched the news coverage of babies being pulled from the wreckage. A complete war zone. The things you see only in movies. To scroll through facebook and see friends post pictures and videos of their flattened homes.


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As I sat in tears on my couch last night it was killing me. I wanted so badly to do something, but I had no idea what I could do. I knew my husband would drop everything and go dig people out of their homes if they would let him. But my main responsibility is to be mama to my babies. Thats when an idea came to me. If I lost everything, taking care of my babies would be my primary concern.

So I put out a simple tweet offering to purchase & deliver diapers.

You guys sent over close to $1000 in just a few hours.

I went and cleaned off the shelves at the store. Filling 4 shopping carts full of diapers, wipes and formula.


It brought such joy to be to be able to help out the families of those who lost everything. As a mama with 3 babies, diapers are a huge part of my life and I know it's the practical needs that will mean the most to those hurting families!

Thank you SO much for all you did to help! I will still be taking donations through Wednesday evening, so send those on over!


sweet reminders

Throughout the day yesterday, I made notes in my phone of little things that made me smile. Any time I was feeling anxious, or letting my emotions take over I would go look at the list. I had a precious friend tell me to do something special with each of my kids to remind me how much I like them. That sounds silly, but it's so true. When you are struggling through a tough time, it's easy to get caught up in it and forget how wonderful those little people are. Forcing myself to notice the little things made a huge difference in my day. blog-pics2

How would you like for me to share a few of those things with you? Yeah? OK.

The way Zoey wiggles when she sits in a chair, as if to get herself nice and cozy

Zoey's bedhead and gruff voice every time she wakes up from a nap

How Makenzi laughs at the ceiling everytime I lay her on the couch

The way Kenz settles into my arms and is so content there

The way Jessi says "burp floss" instead of burp cloth"

Jessi's laugh. Oh man, that laugh

Zoey's hilarious "kissy face"

That hubby of mine

I really didn't plan for that to look like a triangle but it makes my heart happy too. Sigh.

You know what else makes my heart happy? Each one of you. The piles of emails, facebook messages, text messages, tweets that piled in after my post yesterday. It was SO hard to tell the world that I'm broken, but it felt SO good to do it.

Some people may need medicine and therapy, I need the internets. Ok, maybe I need that other stuff too. Oh, and remember that time I went for a walk at the park and someone left sweet tea, a giant cookie and an amazingly encouraging card at my car for me?

It's stuff like that that reminds me I'm not in this thing alone.


blessed is she who believes

It's in this season that I get all weepy and overwhelmed with how blessed I am. Yes, part of it is the intense amount of hormones overtaking my body at the moment, but a lot of it is legit. I find myself tearing up just watching my babies play together, and realizing what perfect little blessings they are. I need this season to remind me of how blessed I am. 

Isn't that horrible?? Shouldn't I ALWAYS know how blessed I am? Shouldn't I wake up every day knowing that my cup overflows and stop whining about the things that aren't "perfect"?

Are you familiar with the story of Elizabeth & Mary? Hop over to youversion.com and read Luke 1:1-45. I'll wait.

Good stuff huh?

These woman are not only impacted by unexpected pregnancies, but are FAVORED by God and chosen to give birth to the Son of God and one of the greatest men who ever lived. WOW. When we were praying through if we were ready to go for baby #3, I had a pretty clear word from God that He had big plans for this baby. I was given a complete peace, and knew that something big was to come.

I still don't know what is ahead for me. No angels stood in my home and told me what my child would become. But I chose to be like Elizabeth and like Mary. To believe in the impossible. Even if for me the "impossible" meant three under three and yet another pregnancy.


"Blessed is she who has believed the Lord would fulfill His promises to her!" Luke 1:45

I choose to be Blessed. To refuse to settle for thinking my life is impossible, and to allow God to flood my life with the blessings He has for me.

Are you choosing to be like Elizabeth and Mary? Or are you living in fear of what could be, and not taking in God's abundant blessings?


Linking up with my precious friend Nathalie at Project Afterbelly for this series! Come link up any time in the month of December!

cleaning house, a fetus worm and $2 sunglasses

It's been a crazy busy week around here. After the whole spider bite ordeal, my entire world got put on hold for a while. My house was a disaster, I had barely touched my computer in weeks. This week has been catch up week. Cleaning week. Super fun.

But looking back, it was super fun.

We saw our baby!! Seriously, that freaked me out because I thought there were two. Apparently it's just a cozy baby.

The house is clean. I make lists with crayon. My babies got matching outfits and $2 sunglasses. Mommy got a brand new camera!!! My loves took me out for dinner for my birthday.

What a great week it was.

How was your week?