Grace, grace, terrible grace

My initial thoughts after reading the first chapter of Give Them Grace: Dazzling Your Kids with the Love of Jesus by Elyse Fitzpatrick and Jessica Thompson. I am in TERRIBLE need of grace every. Single. Day. Grace is a terrible thing. Grace drives me to silence before God's throne when I just want to lead … Continue reading Grace, grace, terrible grace

9 weeks ago

9 weeks ago, I officially got sick and tired of all the Netflix I was watching and how unmotivated and unfit I was feeling about my life as a mom. So I decided to give myself the gift of fitness, and sure enough on my 32nd birthday two days ago I was fit enough to … Continue reading 9 weeks ago

Rest, stretch, n’ roll: week 1, day 2

Like any good training schedule, I have two rest days built into mine. I learned a long time ago that effective rest for an athlete involved a lot more than sitting on the couch and eating all the things while watching TV or playing video games - thought it need not exclude those things!!! I … Continue reading Rest, stretch, n’ roll: week 1, day 2

Momathon

Welcome to the MOMATHON! This is the race that you start the moment you go into labor with your baby child. Unlike other races you may have run in the past, this was one is not measured by kilometers or miles; it's measured first by minutes, then days, then weeks, then months, then years! No … Continue reading Momathon

down to the “nitty-guilty”

If I am being honest, there are quite a few things I feel guilty about on a daily basis. And I'm beginning to realize that this guilt is at the root of some of my anxiety and stress that holds me back from my goals. I feel guilty about...

how it really goes

But of course, this is what REALLY happens. I forgot to plug in my phone before climbing into bed last night so it died, not waking me up at 5:15 this morning. My baby managed to not wake me up either, because BOTH of us managed to somehow sleep in until 11:00. 

The Art of Rebuilding

When I was in Taiwan, there were times I felt I had reached the peak of my existence. I didn't need more friends. I didn't need more adventures or stamps in my passport. I felt so alive and full. I had purpose. I had a community. Life was SO GOOD. But if I am to let the past be a school that teaches me how to move forward, I would have to say that's it when you reach the peak of anything, it's only a matter of time until you have to descend. And this all for the purpose of scaling the next peak. 

why i don’t want your $$$

I never thought I would be here, in this place of financial panic and insecurity as a wife and mom. As a single female, it was terrible enough to be huddled in my apartment broke, trying to figure out how I was gonna get to work the next day so I could have money again. But it's even worse now that I'm responsible for other people.