After an insanely wakeful night, the only way I didn't lose my mind was to find the humor in the situation. Between a preschooler, a toddler, a pregnancy, a husband in the military, and an old house with baseboard heaters that pop louder than a firework, there's simply no way I'm getting sleep anytime soon. To survive, I often remind myself that this is but a season. A sweet one, but an oh-so weary one! Here is a sample of what my average night of sleep looks like (minus the heater outbursts every 30 minutes). If you're a mom, I bet it's ridiculously similar. All I can say is, God bless us!
I didn't grow up praying daily and now that I'm an adult I struggle to make it a priority. Sure, I pray throughout the day, but I know God wants me to spend dedicated quiet time with Him every day. In an effort to change this for my children, I'm teaching them to begin the morning in prayer. I'm hoping that if my kids learn this routine as toddlers, then they will easily carry it with them into adulthood. In our previous two homes, I had a prayer closet where our then two-year-old joined me every morning. When she turned three, we had yet another prayer closet in yet another home (thank you, Army). Now that our daughter is four and we're in annnoooother place, our current house doesn't have room to create a prayer closet. Hence, the creation of a prayer journal.
On New Year's Eve, I read Joanna Gaines blog post about looking back at 2016. I decided to do that same that night, to reflect on all our family experienced during the last twelve months. To help remind myself, I logged onto my Google Photos account. I pretty much record an image from every day so it was the perfect way to recap. As I began looking through the photos, I started a list of all our trips and major events that took place. In short, 2016 was an incredibly hectic, transient, and trip-filled year. I was exhausted once I reached the last photo from 2016. I can't believe all that we've been through and done, and now all I want to do is stay home in 2017! Below is a slideshow with captions to illustrate the list I compiled that made up the major events for our family in 2016:
Christmas is here! Just as much as I enjoy taking down all the decorations in January, I look so forward to decorating the house in late November--the day after Thanksgiving, to be precise. The holiday additions make our home feel wonderfully special for the short time that we prepare for the celebration of the birth of Christ. As a woman on a budget and one who is keen on simplicity, here are ten ideas you can use to spruce up your home for the holidays.
As usual, God's plans for my life in New York have turned out different than I expected. I thought I would be living on West Point, but instead, I've made our current home in a log cabin off post. I thought I would be volunteering each week at a crisis pregnancy center, but instead, every door on that front has been shut. I thought we were going to wait until after this assignment to possibly try for another child, but instead, I am now four months pregnant with our third baby. And as always, God's vision is more purposeful and beautiful than my own.
The INSTANT a father learns he's having a daughter, he begins wondering how he will protect her. At least that's true in the case of my husband. Tim's very first comment when we learned our first child was a girl came in the form of a question: "What are we going to do about prom?" Ha! I couldn't believe it. There he was worrying about prom when I was only five months pregnant! He immediately went into protector mode, completely skipping over the first 17 years of our daughter's life. If you are a father, it's in those precious 17 years (before prom) that your choices have the opportunity to protect her.
Sometimes I wish I knew why God chooses to heal some people and not others. But, I don't have the capacity to understand His perfect choices, so I just trust Him in the unknowing. Mostly, I think of my father when it comes to this topic. For 20 years he suffered from horrific back pain and despite decades of prayer, God did not provide relief for my father. For the last three years, I've been asking God to heal me, and just like my father, His answer thus far is "No." I honestly trust God's wisdom and the circumstances He can create through my health issues, but I'll keep praying in case He changes His mind!
I'm a military wife and stay-at-home mama earnestly seeking the Christ-like life. My desire is to help you cultivate a loving relationship with Jesus and encourage you to fulfill God's purpose for your life.