Monthly Archives: March 2014
We got to witness a wedding this past weekend.
I love weddings and the parties afterwards. Except as a side note, I cry every.single.time a mom dances with her son now. Ever since I had Haddon I just cant handle it. haha
Kevin talked out of the book of Colossians, which is a trip down memory lane because Bill taught out of that book for Micah and I’s wedding.
You know the sweet, lovey dovery, promise to do this, promise not to do that speeches that happen?
Married people you already know this, but those promises arent kept. Not on your power alone anyway.
Unmarried people when you make those vows to each other, that covenant, know that you need a higher power than the two of you.
I remember the first time I watched our wedding video. I cried and cried at that part.
Not because we didnt have a happy marriage we did and we do, BUT there is some ugly in it. Not constantly but it happens.
Fortunately, we forgive, we offer grace, we love without keeping records of wrong (well at least try not to), we look to the ultimate example of love.
Yes that wedding day involves lots of decision making and will be a great day to remember! Probably one of your most top three ever. Those butterfly feelings wont be there every day.
Its the nitty gritty every day interactions that really shape your relationship though. We need a shaper bigger than ourselves.
The one who made us, molded us, knows our selfishness inside and out, and died for it so that we could truly see an example of real love and then love in return.
Welp, I have made many things in the last couple days and I havent taken a picture of any of them! whoops.
Here are the things I’ve tried:
- A new lasagna recipe
- Choc filled croissants – a friend from Newport News got me hooked on these (thanks Michelle!)
- Poppy seed chicken
- Chicken, Broccoli, Mushroom stir fry (with coconut oil)
Everyone should go pick up the ingredients for the choc filled croissants and make them tomorrow morning.
Here is all you need:
– Frozen Pastry Sheets
– Semi sweet choc chips
Being a mama is one of my greatest joys.
Every day I get to impact this soul. Sometimes the responsibility of it can seem like a burden if I am being honest, but I remind myself of God’s truth it is a huge BLESSING.
We are entering the stage of working on “the heart”. I have this little independent man who I want to let learn and grow and discover himself but also balancing that with obedience. The Lord says children are to obey their father and mother.
Well I’ve realized that I need to stop asking questions so much?
“Haddon, do you want to go take a bath?” “no”
“Haddon, do you want to get your diaper changed?” “no way”
“How about we go upstairs now, OK?” “no”
um… okay here is the deal. Of course he doesn’t want to go take a bath if he is playing with trains!
As he grows older he will have ample opportunity to voice his opinion and get a say in how things are done. However, I have realized he is not even two yet. When mama says something, Haddon needs to obey. Right away. All the way. With a joyful heart. The way we are supposed to obey God.
“It is time to take a bath now, let’s go.”
“Haddon, you have a dirty diaper, mama is going to change it.”
“Time to go upstairs for lunch, beat you there!”
I just finished “Dont Make Me Count to Three” I totally recommend it for anyone entering the “obedience/discipline/heart change” stage.
She encourages moms to require obedience, from a young age, without having to count to three to get that obedience.
As the title hints… when we count to three we are teaching our kids they don’t have to obey us right away, they get three chances to obey us. Disobedience the first two times is not obeying, she uses the term “delayed obedience is not obedience”. It’s been really encouraging as I start this with Haddon.
If he doesnt come when I call him to head up for the night, I say, “Haddon God wants you to obey mama right away, all the way, with a happy heart, do you think we could try that again?” Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesnt. We just started this week.
I can see good effects already. When I use “right away, all the way, with a joyful heart” he looks at me like wow she is serious.
You can say it in a super sweet way, you can say it sternly, I’m sure for each kid and situation it will be different!
Mamas, encourage your babies to obey you which in turn is preparing their hearts to obey God.
*dont be worried they will be mad at you either – we love with authority and they learn to respect and love us for it*
I am supposed to write about my profession on training Tuesdays. It was a crazy day and this will be brief.
The best sort of training has analyzed their audience first, so that we know who we are teaching.
Adults learn well when they know WHY it matters to them. Is it relevant to their life?
i never want to forget how good God was today for two main reasons that I can’t really speak publicly about right now. God made himself so relevant to me today it was ridiculous. I went from being in the craziest of moods to downright thankful. He is so good.
He knows me so well and meets me just where I am.
new neighbors and friends – just a huge way God loves 🙂
“Never ever expect me to know what you are thinking”
It was either right before or right after Micah and I got married when he said those words.
Those words that shed light on the fact that no matter what my nonverbals were saying he wasn’t going to know, and even moreso he wasn’t going to try and guess.
Due to my husband just throwing that out there early on, I think we have become pretty good communicators. Yes of course, there is always room for growth.
It does the both of us a huge disfavor for the both of us though for me to pretend like he will “get it” if I just don’t talk to him about things.
Wives– don’t ever expect your husband to know what you are thinking, just talk to them, you actually end up saving a lot more time, emotional energy, and thoughts this way.
Husbands – be the type of guy your wives can freely and lovingly talk to, no matter what the situation.
Haddon you are almost two!
While still absolutely delightful you are definitely showing your more independent, rebellious, stubborn side…silly me. I knew you were born a sinner but I thought those things might have passed you…
Nope, they are there but we are learning together how to deal with them and most of all you are a joy and gift from the Lord. Including those other times because who doesn’t need some sanctification… and those moments are sanctifying for the both of us!
Plus, I don’t know how much of this new stuff is “you” and how much is you acting out because of all the change you have had occur.
I cherish our time together and cant believe how quickly these years are going. I absolutely love being your mama.
You are starting to show a silly and humorous side. You love to get a reaction from people. In fact, the first thing out of your mouth when dada gets home is “mama’s bed” and then you tease him until he tickles you getting you to say “daddy’s bed”.
You are obsessed with little golden books right now. Particularly, “happy truck” – actually known as “The Happy Man and His Dump Truck”. In the story, the man has a dump truck and he takes animals on a ride. The first animal that rides is a pig and now you always get your little toy pig and put him in your own toy trucks.
I love seeing you put things together. Watching you grow is such a blessing to daddy and I and we being able to do it together again!
You like to help now. Except your help with the dishes actually looks like a lot of water being wasted and clothes needing to be changes. Your help with sweeping looks like my pile of dirt being distributed to every where but the dust pan. Most of all your help looks like an independent little boy with a servant’s heart in the making and a desire to learn. The “extra time” is worth it every time.
You love me a lot lately! I’m okay with it. You’re one of my very favorite people in the world.
We read our bibles together in the morning while you eat oatmeal and pick out all the strawberries first.
You love to play at your new playground and seem to be really enjoying your new house.
Your new house has stairs and while you do have fun going up and down them by yourself, your new favorite phrase is “mama hold”.
You are starting to put more than two words together and form your own little two and three word sentences… I cant believe you are almost talking to us. Of course dada and I understand you way more than anyone else… but that’s besides the point.
You make funny faces and have as of late started to announce when you burp and when you toot toot… such a boy.
Such a sweet, fun, and darling 21 month old boy!
We had our friends over on Tuesday for dinner and in In honor of St Patricks’s Day the day before I wanted something slightly Irish.
Shepherd’s Pie is a winner of a meal any day and this version was no exception! Except I did change it up a little of course with what I had. I dont think I ever follow a recipe exactly… except for maybe baking, no… scratch that I always add more vanilla and sometimes add less sugar. Anyway!
This recipe comes from the Food Network.
– I used ground beef instead of lamb
– Due to not using lamb and me being out of thyme I used sage and omitted the rosemary. I am obsessed with sage flavor and rosemary goes a lot better with lamb than ground beef.
– I did not add peas because our guests didnt love them, but I actually doubled the recipe and added peas to the other one that I froze.
– In addition to onion and garlic, I added a little celery because I dont like to waste what is in my fridge.
– I didnt add the egg to the potatoes. I made a TON and kept some and so I didnt want raw egg in it. They still “crisped” up nicely when it baked.
– Instead of covering the whole dish I plopped down serving sizes of the taters. I thought it looked better!
I really enjoyed this and will definitely be using this version of Shepherd’s Pie for a while.
I almost don’t even want to write today…I’ve had a couple of minor mom fails this week that could leave me crying in a corner. However, God in his graciousness made children forgive quickly and fully and for that I am so thankful. Here is a small one to make you laugh before I go on: I was working out the other day, I just do those little videos in the living room if I don’t feel like going for a run, Haddon was trying to feed me carrots. I wasn’t paying attention and just chomped down like you would on a carrot… except it wasn’t a carrot. Yep, and I didn’t realize it because I was distracted with working out until he started wailing. He got over it in less than a minute as I was smothering him with kisses telling him I thought his finger was a carrot. On the up… I think he thought it was the carrots fault that his finger felt that way! Anyway…
Yall might think I’m straight bonkers for this “teaching moment” but I don’t mind.
A teaching moment that I don’t get often these days because I don’t wear it unless I am going to see people besides my family… but when I do get it I try to take full advantage and have taught him this since all he could do was stare at me.
When I put on my makeup I tell him it’s mama’s mask and that it is silly. I also tell him not to touch mama’s masks… now that he is into everything.
You see I wish completely comfortable in my own skin and I am more than I was at 20, but still. I still like to “get ready”. Whether that be with make up, doing my hair, wearing a cute outfit, etc. None of which are sins!
The acts can be sinful though and if you don’t believe that ask yourself WHY you feel better with them and tell me if there is one iota of God’s truth in why a cute outfit makes us feel more self worth. Why wearing make up makes us feel more beautiful, etc. It all comes down to issues of the heart of course.
I don’t want my son to think a woman needs to wear make up. We don’t, women. We are fine just the way God made us. Our hair color. Our eyelashes. Our wrinkles as we are getting older and have years of smile squints. It’s fine just the way it is. We have bought into the lies that culture feeds though.
I don’t want my son to. Or a daughter if I have one of those someday. How are we supposed to tell them not to buy into it though if we do it?
Don’t get me started on the amount of time and money spent on this habit of ours either…
Well, we can stop buying into it (easier said than done) or we can at least be honest about it and call it like it is.
Son, mama struggles with this. God says beauty is one thing and the world tells me its another and sometimes I listen to the world more than God. I think I’ll stick with this is “mama’s mask” for now, but when he is older… I’ll be honest about why I do my hair and make up.
Do you struggle with this?
If you don’t, how did you combat the lies early? or later for that matter?