Why We Need to Stop Trying to Be Perfect and Just Be Real

I don’t know where I’d be without REAL friends. You know the ones. The ones who don’t bat an eye when your toddler is throwing a fit on the ground because their child was doing the same thing ten minutes ago. The ones who don’t clean up their house and make it look picture-perfect right before you come over. The friends who will stop everything and take your crazy children for an hour just so you can breathe.

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Devotions for Moms: Holy Moments

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It’s 11pm and once again my sweet baby is crying, not able to sleep. It’s been a rough week for him. Three teeth came in and two more are on the way. I take him out of his crib and bring him into the darkness of our living room. As I lay him on the couch, his daddy lies down next to him. My sweet boy, tears in his eyes, looks right at his daddy and gives a tiny smile. It is a smile of comfort and peace, knowing that everything is okay because his daddy is here.

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Want to Love Your Life? Do This One Thing! (Hint: It’s Easier Than You Think)

This morning I stood in Home Depot staring at washing machines, again. My daughter twirled in the aisles and slid on the dusty floor, while my toddler screamed for more graham crackers. You see, our washing machine died a week ago and I still haven’t made a decision on a new washer to replace it. The rear shocks on my mini-van also went out this week. One of my children peed all over my bed in the middle of the night (and, remember, broken washing machine over here). We’ve had sore throats, runny noses and a dog biting incident. Oh, and did I mention my husband is out of town this week? He has impeccable timing.

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Grace for the Weary Mom: Making It Through Daily Trials

Labor and delivery is hard. We know. Even before giving birth, we heard the stories of pain, pushing, and exhaustion. But, honestly, I thought that once I made it through labor and delivery, motherhood would be a piece of cake. Never did I imagine that one day I would be a weary mom. And, yet, here I was standing next to a pile of dirty dishes and a mountain of unwashed laundry wondering how I would make it through the day.

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