Category Archives: A Mama’s Heart
Loving Your Introvert: Thoughts from an Extroverted Mama
These girls of mine couldn’t be more different. As they bounce, climb & jump. Slide, bump & crash on the inflated air of plastic, with hair spun back like a weavers tapestry making conversation in their own unique way.
As I stood outside of that chain-linked wall, holding the tape recorder while looking into a sea of children, hoping for at least one friend. So she stands with her Baa Baa the lamb, enticing little girls her size into conversation. She’s like a veteran captain taming the waves with her confidence & know-how of people. Her stature exudes confidence that is brilliant. When confronted with the sea of strangers, she dives in deeper.
While her older sister imbues a cautious observation. One I know. To scan the scenery before plunging forth; yet, she differs by being content on her own. I, on the other hand, scan…observe, in order to make a move.
Cleaning the Stains from Our Hands
Many mama moments capture the true essence of how best to respond under pressure. Most times, it’s those little things that send me over the edge, while the bigger moments (where maybe I should be sent over the edge, I’m not) I tend to keep it together. This afternoon during our weekly “restContinue reading “Cleaning the Stains from Our Hands”
Cleaning Stains from Our Hands
Daughters Fulfilling Kingdom Dreams, Not Terminating Life
I steer clear of politics at Redeeming the Table, because it tends to be a touchy subject and I’m not one to join the debate team. However, I feel strongly about issues. As a daughter of the Most High God, as a mother to two beautiful girls with one child on the way, andContinue reading “Daughters Fulfilling Kingdom Dreams, Not Terminating Life”
Weary, and yet there’s a miracle inside
It’s approximately 134 hours into the New Year and I haven’t written once. I’ve seen my Facebook page flooded with new posts asking to be read, meanwhile, I sit blankly staring into my screen. With so much hope floating around these days, I can’t help but tell you that I have been feeling completelyContinue reading “Weary, and yet there’s a miracle inside”
My Storey Her Story
Creating a home. Opening up space and laying down expectations has been weighing heavily upon my soul. Attending IEPs, OT visits, and more digging to see what all my little girl deals with on a daily basis. How to create a home when what you envisioned is different. I avoid reading all the dataContinue reading “My Storey Her Story”
Pursuing Life
Pursuing Life I would pursue who I was as a young girl. There’s this beauty of complete abandon that children embody. The freedom to dance & twirl. Sing without regard of melodies hitting a sharp note instead of a flat. The awkward questions & phrases. The disregard of what is “socially acceptable.” The lackContinue reading “Pursuing Life”
New Mercies
Just when I didn’t know if the fog would lift, especially with the loom of six months worth of rain, this morning being awoken to sunshine is dew on the grass. His mercies are new every morning. When living in Bellingham, one must never forget two things. One is never miss ingesting Vitamin DContinue reading “New Mercies”
Day 18 :: Pumpkin Pecan Scones & Needing to Be Still
Last night as I stared at my screen to finish up Day 17 on INFPs & ENFPs, all I wanted to do was cry & pour out my heart of what I’m dealing with. I did not want to write about Myers-Briggs (I know shock!). I wanted to talk about how hard it isContinue reading “Day 18 :: Pumpkin Pecan Scones & Needing to Be Still”
Backdoor Hospitality 