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Confessions from a Working Mom

The post is entirely and completely inspired by Scarlett’s confessional post. And I think a lot of us could benefit from just getting it off our chest, knowing we are not alone in this wonderful but sometimes exhausting journey of parenthood. I must admit to myself that I’m still in disbelief that I’m a mother. Not that I never wanted to be a mom. Opposite. It’s one of my callings, what I was put on this earth to do. It’s still a surprise, a heart-drop, a second-take to hear my little girl call me mama.

My second calling after a family? A career. I never really doubted this, but the temptation to stay with my daughter sometimes makes me weak in my knees, bringing me to tears, pulling at my heart and pleading with me to just figure out a way to make it happen. This moment is fleeting. I soon realize that what I ultimately want is … well, I want it all. I need it all. And, really, the definition of “all” is subjective. How I define “all” could be the complete opposite to you. I think that’s great. It’s perfect. And I’m completely satisfied with my all.

But having it all forces a person to adapt to change. Why? Because my two worlds often meet…every day, in fact…

Confessions from a Working Mom

As moms, whether you work out of the home or a stay at home, I think we sometimes take ourselves too seriously. We stretch ourselves thin, playing the comparison game, forgetting that we are pretty amazing in our own right. We get up and show up for our kids/family/friends every single day.  That in itself is pretty powerful. I continue to find sanctuary in that thought and place the mama guilt out of my heart’s reach. I can’t deal with that.

I refuse to let guilt get the best of me. Because the best of me is reserved for the loves of my life.

I’ve accepted…

.My daughter has one huge independent personality. She runs through a store and sometimes shouts. I don’t care. I love it. I’m not sorry if you get annoyed.

.I will be the first one awake and the last one to sleep. I don’t count the hours of sleep {or lack thereof} I get in a day/week/month/year. What’s the point? I’d rather save that amount of shock for some special occasion, like the first parent-teacher conference…first date…first traffic ticket…

.Dinners catered by the wonderful Ferraro’s or McAlister’s Deli is as good as it will get sometimes…and it feels wonderful. Tastes pretty fantastic, too.

.I do laundry all. the. time. It’s exhausting but my need to keep up with it so that I can have weekends free with my family and friends. If you can’t reach me in the weeknight evening hours, I’m most likely hanging out in the laundry room while my husband begs me to not do another load of laundry. {Yes, you read that right.}

.When you ask if my daughter has taken a nap today, what I really hear is, “Why is she fussing so much? You suck at parenting. DO MORE.” And I realize that’s irrational. But I can’t help it.

.Routines are important for little + big beings. But so are radical departures from those routines, like enjoying a day where we wear pjs all day, drink too much juice, have too much screen time and cuddle until we just can’t stand it anymore.

.Bribes work. But I call them “trades.” HUGE fan. She loves trading anything and everything with me.

.Starbucks dates happen. No, I don’t give her caffeine. She enjoys a huge oatmeal cookie or another sweet treat while I have coffee.

.During playtime, I sometimes pretend like I’m sleeping on the floor. She’ll put a blanket over me and say, “Night mommy,” and then plays quietly. It lasts about ten minutes. It’s pretty awesome.

.Picking out her outfits in the morning is sometimes a challenge. I L O V E getting her dressed, but every day she wants to wear a princess dress. It’s getting chilly so it’s just not in the cards. So every day, I let her wear a “princess shirt.” Every shirt she owns is a princess shirt…because I call it a princess shirt…

.My best friend and my partner in crime is the absolute best help I could ever ask for in my entire life. And I don’t tell him that enough. Love you, bubbs. {…and of course the rest of our amazing family/friends/schools are lifesavers.}

The list could go on and on and on as I’m sure you know.

It’s a sticky world but it’s all mine and I wouldn’t change it for 5 years the other way.

What about you – what’s your confession?

 

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A Writing Process

My computer bit the big one last week. It’s RIDICULOUS how attached we become to technology, but really, it was more than that…it held a LOT of information, like tons of pictures dating back to 2010, design files, word docs up the wazu, downloaded goodness…so. many. pictures. {Please wait while I pick up my heart off the floor…}

We are still going to see if there is a way to retrieve this data but during my down time, I started thinking about how this time away from a home computer helped re-energize the writing process of this part-time blogger. It opened my mind to a new process that I believe will allow me to craft more thoughtful, intentional posts. So far, the process is working out great.

A Blogger's Writing Process for Intentional Writing

01. Grab a notebook, a pen + 30 minutes of quiet time.

Outside influences help me with the brainstorming process. I’m a huge fan. However, the moment I grab my notebook, a pen and a quiet place for at least 30 minutes, my thoughts really start to come together. During this time, I’m able to outline the post or begin the draft. I’ve found that those first moments of quiet really help you focus on what your initial goal is for the post. Getting those thoughts out and then just starting to write  just to write about this topic for 30 uninterrupted minutes helps me a lot.

02. Give the post a “live” date.

This could absolutely go hand-in-hand with an editorial calendar, however for me, the editorial calendar process is more of a living document, changing as it goes and not plotted out too far in advance. An idea may suddenly come to me, something that really sparks my interest or a post that is relevant to our community. I absolutely welcome this. When this happens, I start to think about when I hope to have the post published and how many days I will give myself to draft the post.

03. Limit the number of “active” posts.

Several posts could undergo the drafting process concurrently, but most of the time, I only allow myself to focus on two posts at once. The rest of these will go on a master brainstorm list that will may be considered later and perhaps drafted at a later date.

{Not every idea that gets put down on paper makes the cut. Why? Well, time. And it’s possible several brainstorming sessions morphed into one dynamite post.}

04. Type it up + let it sit.

About two days before the post is scheduled to go live, I will type up the post and let it sit. For me, the wait time is 24 hours. It will sit in my drafts while I think about what I composed, what I hoped to achieve. I ask myself if I was able to convey my entire thought or if I left an avenue unexplored. This 24 hour rest period is not about editing; it’s about making sure the post is complete.

05. Revisit + add (if necessary).

DING! Post is ready. After the 24 hours , I’ll check this baby out and read it over, revisit notes I took and add/cut out elements that will benefit my little ol’ post.

I want to make sure I can shout “YES!” to at least one of the five questions:

Is it relatable? // Is it timely? // Is it for your readers? // Is there a benefit? // Would I enjoy reading this?

06. EDIT

And then of course there’s the edit. Up until now, I just added and deleted content, not really paying attention to the flow, style or images that could work with the post. Now is that time. I’ll read it a few times making edits as I go, take a breather – work on the image(s) and come back to read/edit again.

07. Go on – hit Publish!

And there you have it. It’s ready for me to publish or schedule.

Does every post go through this process? No.
Do I think one of my posts is better if it does? Yes.
It’s given that extra dose of care.

I find having a very simple process helps with 1. not feeling overwhelmed by the need to get a post out RIGHT NOW and 2. providing content that I would want to read and eager to share with all of you. Of course everyone’s process is different. And trust me – there are days when I just type up a post, maybe edit and hit publish. I definitely have those “share” moments and it’s gotta come out!! And that’s great, too. It’s about balance. {As is with everything, amIright?}

What’s your writing process?

Linking up with Tiffany!


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Tumultuous Twos, Enter Stage Right.

I think the two year old, or rather the year itself, gets a bad rap.

I never really understood why people would call this age “terrible.” I’m sure there are enough moms out there that would like to slap my wrists and call me a newb. They hang their mama veteran status high and proud. “I’ve been through it all,” they say, “and those twos are terrible.”

To those veteran moms: I hear ya, loud and c l e a r. You paved the way and let us newbs know that the light shines at the end of that somewhat scary tunnel. I continue to look up to you, honor you, respect you. But I can’t agree with you…not on this.

Maybe it’s just the word terrible. Terrible. It just sounds…terrible. But through it all, was it really that terrible?

I’m opting for a search + replace of that word…

In September, we welcomed the tumultuous twos. A new stage in our Madeline’s life FOR SURE. This stage is a bit louder. IN YOUR FACE. It’s messy. Exaggerated. A roller-coaster. In short, it’s F U L L.

She runs around non-stop, sometimes shouting at the top of her lungs. A trip to the grocery story feels like a full-blown adventure. Skipping up and down aisles, asking “what is this?” to almost every single item on the shelf.

She’s also learning new ways to communicate, figuring out how to ask for things she needs and wants. At these moments, odds for a meltdown are at their greatest.

Life is still so new, so fresh. She’s still learning the ropes, but her eagerness to get moving, to “do it myself” as she says, gets in the way. Mama needs to remind her that some things require her to walk before she can run. Frustration and confusion start to overwhelm… and not just the little ones.

We are on this tumultuous ride with our babes. This is also our tumultuous twos. This is our time to figure out the wants, nurture the needs and foster the communication, for them and us.

Journeying through this stage in life creates opportunity to learn something new about our little ones every single day. This roller-coaster of emotions//actions will definitely take us for the ride of a lifetime. It will test our limits, challenge our sanity at times, force us to think outside the cardboard box that they have grown tire of and give us the ability to grow into kick-ass moms. We will forge ahead, kissing the bruises, sharing the laughter and giving all the cuddles while they shed a tear as they try to put their shoes on the wrong feet.

As I sit back and think about the upcoming year, I start to laugh a little. I know every day will not be easy. Every day will also not be terrible. It will just be. The continuation of our current chapter. A beautiful chapter. A journey into the tumultuous twos.

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National Coffee Day 2014

Happy National Coffee Day, everyone! Whether you take your coffee hot, iced, loaded with creamer vs just a cup of joe, ice cream with the hint of the heavenly bean or just the aroma of a really great coffee-scented candle, it’s your day to celebrate.

I can’t get enough. I’ve been snappin’ photos of my lovely coffee drinks for awhile…so I’ve recently noticed…

I guess you could say we’re getting pretty serious…

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This Precious Life.

Life. So precious. We are gifted this breath by Him.

His plan for us is so much greater. Sometimes it takes us by surprise. It can make us feel extremely warm as if we are glowing from the inside out, smiling so wide, ear from ear, we feel as if our face will freeze in this place forever. But it can also make us feel like we have suddenly entered the darkest cave, alone among the millions, helpless. It’s at these darkest of dark times that trusting in this grand plan is hardest. So. Hard. It’s in these hard times that I remember…

In life

…they tell you some days may be hard, but it will be worth it.

What they may forget to tell you is that the worth is priceless, immeasurable. And although it will be hard to understand the immense worth associated with the moment, going through the motions and experiencing it will bring you to a better place. A better understanding. A complete picture. Possibly a resolution.

…they tell you no one makes it out alive.

What they may forget to tell you is that as you end your human life here on earth, you prepare for your enternal life. Every ending has a new beginning.

…they tell you laughter is the best medicine.

What they may forget to tell you is that when laughter is absent and a smile cannot make its way across your face, substitutes to a chuckle include a heart-to-heart with a dear friend over coffee, morning light cuddles or an afternoon walk with your favorite playlist.

…they tell you the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence.

What they may forget to tell you is that the reason why that grass may be greener, richer and more healthy is a result of those folks watering it. Loving it. Nurturing it amidst the unforeseen. Never abandoning and always returning to the one thing that continues to grow, become stronger day by day and will be yours.

…they tell you when the going gets tough, the tough get going.

What they may forget to tell you is that sometimes the tough even have times when they say “screw it,” take a moment to just sit, exist in the moment and experience the tidal waves of emotion that can rip through a soul.

Wishing you all the best week and a wonderful Sunday evening.

Prayer request // As I type this, I’m thinking of a beautiful family that is going through an extremely difficult time, facing the possibility of losing the life of a little one…one of the hardest loses in this world. If you have a moment, please think of them. Send a thought or prayer of strength during this time. Thank you, friends. xo

Linking up with Tiffany, Elizabeth, and Jenna.