One area that I am really focused on being intentional in lately is our family. It is so important to me that our kids feel like our home is a place of love and encouragement. We want to build a beautiful unity in our home between all of us. One of the ways, we do this is by having a regular family night. Today, I will give you some tips to help you in creating your own family night.
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As school is back in session, I have been working on sorting through my kids’ clothes. With everything we need to buy at the beginning of a school year, I am all about saving money on school clothes! The supplies can quickly add up so I love to look for ways to save a dollar or two.
Below are some of my tips for how you can save money on school clothes.
When I first found out I was having a daughter, I was overwhelmed with unbelief, excitement, and fear. Naturally, after having two boys, I had figured a little girl was unlikely so my unbelief was there. As soon as we left the doctors office my mind drifted to all things pink and girly. And then in the corner of my mind was this little lingering fear. Kids are mean- my son has had his fair share of issues but girls can be downright nasty to each other. With all that I am, I want to protect my sweet girl from this, but chances are she will have to face a mean girl at some point. I can either live in fear or seek to prepare her.
Today I am so excited to have Emily, from Morning Motivated Mom, sharing. Ever since I first came across her blog, I felt like we instantly connected. She has inspired me in many ways- especially with goals and being intentional with my time. Make sure to connect with her more HERE.
We all have those days. When we are tired. Weary. Stressed. Frustrated. Struggling with patience. I can keep the small every-day stresses in perspective. There are so many trials that would be worse: losing a loved one, losing our home, dealing with great sickness. I still need to find ways to get out of a down moment or down day.
Choosing grace over anger is a natural struggle as a mom. Many times, I find myself in a tug of war of emotions as anger attempts to win over grace.
A memory of coming home with my arms full of grocery bags always comes to mind as I think of this. My arms were full of grocery bags as I entered the house, and I carefully set the bags down on the kitchen counters. As I was unloading the bags, my oldest came into the kitchen. With eager hands, he started unloading groceries along side of me. Somehow as he picked up the eggs in his earnest way, the egg carton slipped from his little hands and dropped to the floor.