Without all the trappings the world has decided people need, truly happy people get to enjoy the life they’re living. They focus on their loved ones; making memories, working together, sharing struggles and successes, supporting one another.
In favor of being ‘real’, I’ll start this post by admitting I don’t enjoy sharing my kitchen with anyone. Especially not with children. I know, I can already hear the horrified gasps of other homeschool mothers who are much more domestic than I am.
Whether you’re a new mom, old mom, bio-mom, foster-mom, adoptive-mom… we’re in this together, because we’re all moms. We shouldn’t be perpetuating the cycle of guilt, by shaming other mothers. Join me in community with these mothers by reading their posts and showing them love and understanding.
There have been several times throughout life when sleeping has been a challenge. These moments are often caused by stress, heartache, or babies.
Sometimes though, the reason for sleeplessness is because I can’t seem to turn my brain off. It doesn’t matter how tired the rest of my body is, my mind decides it is more important to run through all the things needing my attention–or that I feel need my attention, however erroneous that belief is.
During Poetry Tea Time we generally read just one or two poems before we jump into other books we’re enjoying; and the tea is often replaced with hot chocolate, chocolate milk or smoothies, the feeling is the same.
I love hard-boiled eggs. They’re great snacks filled with protein and healthy fats. They’re also a key ingredient in deviled eggs.
When I discovered how to make them using the Instapot, I was hesitant. What if they turned out the way all the other hard-boiled eggs turned out?
Love isn’t about the way a person looks, it’s about the connection you have with someone’s heart. It’s the butterflies you get in your stomach when you know you’re going to see them; it’s the comfort their presence brings you, without them saying anything. It’s knowing that you don’t have to doll yourself up all the time to impress them, because they’re impressed with the way God created you. They don’t love you because of the adornments you use to be fashionable or beautiful for a materialistic world.
It had been a horrible, rotten, no good, very bad week in our home, and this particular day was working out to be the worst one. I was almost positive motherhood wasn’t supposed to be this hard.
Now, granted, this particular chapter in the Psalms actually deals with David’s repentance after he sinned against God with Bathsheba, but I find that meditating on it when I am depressed or anxious often helps to alleviate some of the struggle.
Luckily, since that time I’ve learned a few things about eating and cooking, and this recipe is guaranteed to feed the otherwise unhealthy craving.