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Continue reading →: Lord, Help Me Never ForgetLord, help me never forget. The sound of little feet on the hardwood floor.The smell of freshly washed hair after bath time.The feel of a tiny chest pressed up against mine. Lord, help me never forget. The way her head perfectly nestles into my shoulder on quiet mornings.The enthusiastic and…
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Continue reading →: A Humble HeartThe Lord served me a big piece of humble pie this past week. My husband has been recovering from wrist surgery and has had a weight restriction of less than ten pounds while his arm heals. Which means… our toddler has been 100% my responsibility.Changing her? Me.Putting her to bed?…
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Continue reading →: Please Let Her KnowLast night was a you-know-what show. Some days, I feel like this season of motherhood is literally going to be the death of me. The amount of love I have for these little humans is absolutely immeasurable, but the patience level I have at this point is nearly zero. And…
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Continue reading →: Mornings are for You and Me and JesusMy quiet time has been interrupted a lot lately. And truthfully, I’m growing really weary from it. I miss meeting with Jesus alone in this space. Just Him, me, and a hot cup of coffee. And not that that is a bad thing to crave, because it’s not – it’s…
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Continue reading →: The Newlywed DaysSometimes I dream about going back in time and re-living my newlywed, pre-kid days. Part of me feels bad for saying that, but it’s the truth. Things were soooooo much simpler back then. No tantrums. No talking back. No screaming. No refusing to stay in timeout, or eat dinner, or…
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Continue reading →: Marry The OneMarry the one who lays your towel out for you while you’re in the shower. Marry the one who cooks you breakfast and buys you flowers and hugs you from behind. Marry the one who holds your hand in public and tells you you’re beautiful when you haven’t showered in…
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Continue reading →: Bittersweet MilestonesI blinked, and now this baby is headed to kindergarten. KINDERGARTEN. Time is an absolute thief. And honestly, mamas, I don’t even know how to process all the emotions inside my body right now. Part of me is truthfully relieved that she’s going back to school, because let’s be real…
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Continue reading →: No One Warned Me How Overstimulating Motherhood Would BeNo one warned me how overstimulating motherhood would be. The baby is crying.The kiddo is screaming.The TV is blaring.The dishwasher is running.The microwave is beeping.The phone is ringing. The dishes need washed.The floors need swept.The laundry needs folded.The food needs cooked.The trash needs emptied. Our kids need us and our…
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Continue reading →: Self Care Isn’t Just One ThingSometimes self care looks like working out; and sometimes it looks like sitting still. Sometimes self care looks like waking up early; and sometimes it looks like sleeping in. Sometimes self care looks like drinking water; and sometimes it looks like chugging coffee. Sometimes self care looks like being outside;…
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Continue reading →: Toddlers Are HardParenting toddlers is hard. Like, every person who’s raised a two year old deserves a plaque. Holy smokes, the “terrible twos” are SO REAL. My sweet girl’s been hitting this behavior HARD these last couple of weeks, and today was no exception. The second I told her it was nap…
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I’m Skyler…a stay-at-home wife and mama who loves Jesus, coffee, and writing about all things motherhood, marriage, and mental health. I’m passionate about helping other moms overcome anxiety so they can discover their God-given purpose. If you, too, are raising little humans to know Jesus while also questioning your own sanity at times, pull up a seat and stay a while. There’s a spot at my table just for you!
