Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Be Intentional About Your Marriage and Lean on God in Your Parenting

Hey y'all,

For any of you that are friends with me on Facebook or Pinterest, you know that this gal has been doing A LOT of pinning lately. I think I've created at least five boards just in the last week alone. Boards dedicated to my home and creating a safe haven for my kiddos and my husband. Possibly just that nesting instinct kicking in on month 7 of this second pregnancy; but I think it goes back to watching my mom and my grandmothers put time and effort into creating homes for their families.

When I was little, I spent more time playing house than I spent time doing anything else. And I've heard it said that whatever you spend your childhood chasing and doing and creating is what your dreams are really made of. That doesn't mean those dreams are going to come easily to you or feel like a dream every day; but I firmly believe that in the innocence of childhood we can know what path we were created for.

That's why, though I had not given it much thought for my future since my childhood and had pretty much dismissed it in lieu of other personal pursuits, I can't say I was surprised when I found myself suddenly called to the path of motherhood. It did not necessarily come in the timing I expected as a child, but there was some excitement as I realized a lifelong dream of mine was being granted.

But guys, living out this dream of mommyhood and marriage in real life is hard.

Right here, if you are already married, I want to encourage you to download the Focus on the Family Marriage podcast. I only started listening just a few weeks ago, but man have I already gleaned so much from my time spent listening to these little 10 minute tidbits of wisdom shared from couples who have been there before me! Tuesdays are my best days for listening as I try to dedicate Tuesdays at work to cleaning the office; I can have my earbuds in, volume turned up, while I vacuum or fold laundry or bleach bathrooms.

Jacob and I were going through one of the toughest tests of our marriage just about a month ago; I enlisted the advice of my grandmother who is a Godly woman, has been married since her teen years, and is a fantastic influence the Lord has placed in my life, and she pointed me toward these podcasts. I am so grateful that she did! I now understand that my marriage is something that I must purposely think about and intentionally pursue. My marriage is something I must spend time on, even when Jacob and I aren't together. If I am not intentional about cultivating good in my marriage, the Devil will be intentional about cultivating bad in my relationship with my husband. I've watched it happen first hand not only in my own marriage, but also in those of others.
If you want the love to last a life time, you must be intentional and proactive. One of the tools I have found super useful in just getting me to purposefully think about my marriage is this podcast. Go ahead and download and listen in.

Not only is marriage difficult in its seasons, but so is mommyhood;

and I just want to take a second to apologize to my own mom for ever acting or believing or thinking that I knew better than her about parenting before I had kids.

Mom, I'm so sorry for my arrogance.

I'm only nine months into this and so many times I've already thrown my hands up in the air saying, "I have no idea what I'm doing."
So much for knowing everything at 17.

I'm pretty sure I actually say that outloud at least once daily: "I can't do this!" or usually "I don't know what I'm doing!" Literally. Outloud. Sometimes in tears, usually because I've already tried plans A, B, C -- all the way through Z and things still aren't what they're supposed to be.

My "I can't do this" is always uttered with a prayerful and surrendering heart as if to say, "God, I've tried to do this in my own strength, now it's Your turn!"
Whatever that means, right?

Last night Katie was throwing tantrums, driving us both insane, utterly refusing to go to sleep (for like the fourth night in a row at least); and I realized something: He's not going to come walking through my door to take over like, "Oh, Sam! It shouldn't be this difficult on you! You don't deserve this! Here -- you go put your feet up and I'll take over. Don't you worry about a thing -- relax."

Unfortunately (or I feel like it's unforutnate in the moment of utter exhaustion), the way God works His strength in our toughest situations is through us.

Having prayed my "I can't do this" locked away sobbing in my bathroom after already over an hour spent trying to soothe my stubborn child, I knew He said, "I can;" but in order for me to see and for Him to actually work, I would have to be His feet and walk right back into that nursery. I would have to be His hands and pick up my screaming, snotty-nosed, stubborn child.
And as a result, I watched Him love and comfort my child through me.

So often I pray for God to show me how to parent.
I watched as He guided my arms to rock and comfort my upset and oh-so-tired daughter. As He guided my hard, selfish heart to open up and have compassion in the midst of impatience. That was not something I could even start to do or feel in my own impatience and frustration and exhaustion.

He didn't say, "Take it easy."
He said, "Do what is difficult and watch Me work."

Denying self is not fun. Spending another hour learning patience with a stubborn child is not fun. But God definitely gives us grace for the moment -- if we ask for it.

"God cares more about the refining process of our hearts than our personal happiness." (Vicki Courtney, "Ever After")



You are not alone, mama. Choose to lean on God, for He is with you in every single moment of this mommyhood journey. Only He has that perfect peace and love and compassion and patience that we need to be graceful mamas. And oh how encouraging it is to know that He will willingly and freely grant us those gifts if we simply ask for His help. 

Monday, August 28, 2017

Just a Quick Update

Hey y'all,

So a few things have happened since my last post.

Just a couple of days before National Dog Day last week, we had to make the difficult decision to put our puppy (and Katie's first playmate) down. Easily one of the hardest drives and decisions I have ever had to make in my entire life. I couldn't even afford the time to stay to be with her in her final moments. 


The sitch was that she had been missing over the weekend and I found her late Monday evening upon arriving home from work and giving calling her name in our backyard one last shot. She answered and I followed the sound of her bark (and the other hound dog) to where she lay in the bushes at the edge of the yard. Her entire hind end was badly mangled and lifeless. We assume she was probably hit by a vehicle as we live on a very busy highway.




Jacob gently moved her to the front porch as soon as he got home; and for two days we fed her pain medication and worked our books to find any way that we could responsibly afford to help her. It was a very long and emotional two days, full of tear filled prayer; but in the end we decided the best and most responsible way for us to help her was to make the pain immediately go away. 

I'll never forget the look she gave me as they carried her inside the vet clinic, bringing me my laundry basket and her collar just moments later.

I cried like a baby all the way home, fighting the urge to turn the car around as if I could somehow reverse the situation, and the only words I could find to repeat over and over were, "I'm so sorry, Riley."



But God's got this. He saw our massive pain during the two day decision making process; and He sees our pain as we miss her spunky presence each and every day. All I can do is run to Him for comfort when I hurt over such a sudden loss of such an innocent creature. All I can do is trust Him, even when I don't understand in the moment. 

On a lighter note: Katie started crawling this week hardcore. And because she is my child, she is immediately pressing on to higher things (no time to waste) such as standing and even taking a few steps. (Be still, my heart.) Jacob and I are very proud, though not entirely ready for her to do such "big kid" things. But times are changing -- in just a couple of short months she will be moving over to become a big sister. Time sure does fly after you have that first baby!

Mason is healthy, though not entirely cooperative when we go to our Dr's appointments. At least Katie was active in the womb and HELPFUL while doing it. We'd get in, hear the heart beat, etc within seconds, and get out. Little brother, on the other hand, will turn somersaults all day, stretching out and demanding more room. Bring in a doppler of any kind, and he suddenly goes into hiding, moving each time we find him to where it takes literally 10 minutes to get a steady enough heartbeat to listen to. *facepalm* (Last time I actually sucked in a bunch of air to help inflate my tummy and then I held my breath until the nurse got a good read. And that was after literally 8 full minutes of attempting otherwise.)

I know these posts seem disengaged in a way compared to my blogs in the past; but the truth of the matter is that I am severely busy and exhausted -- especially as we get closer to Mason's arrival. But I will be quitting my job as a receptionist at the end of September and beginning my (Lord-willing) long time career of stay-at-home-mommyhood. I'm hoping to be able to carve out quality time to invest in this blog then. 

Unfortunately this little snippet into our lives is all I can afford today.

Until next time.

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