That Time When I Disappeared for a Month...And What I Learned.

Hey y'all! Sorry I have been MIA. If you're friends with me on Facebook or read my personal blog, you know that I've been on a crazy long road trip from Georgia to Alaska. We came back last week and I. Am. Tired.

But I think I'm recovering, slowly but surely. Haha.

The funny thing about trips for me is that I always learn something. Sometimes it's something to apply to my walk with God. Sometimes it's something practical (on one trip I learned how awesome those sponges with the soap in the handle are! Seriously. Awesome.), and sometimes it's completely random.

Here are some things that 35 days on the road and adventuring around the country taught me about mommy-hood, especially as a SAHM.

1. You need to get out of the house. I don't care what your excuse is, or what mine is. Yes, gas is expensive, but hermit-hood isn't healthy for anyone.

2. Pursue things you love. I want my boys to know that I love being a mom. I also want them to know (and want to remind myself!) that I love to go hiking and kayaking, and explore new places. Sometimes I think we get so focused making our houses perfect (haha. ha.) and thinking of all the ways we don't measure up and should do "better" that we forget to have fun. That makes me sad and I'm changing it.

3. It's possible to worry about your kids too much. I figure typing it out is the first step--I'm admitting it, right? Remember our childhood when we rode our bikes till the streetlights came on? Yeah, it turns out that wasn't the most fun part of mine. I learned from my parents while we were in Alaska that they let me go cross-country skiing with the neighbor kids (who were a few years older than I was, but under 10). in the woods behind our house. In Alaska. (Bears, moose, anyone?). I was four. I'm not saying we have to let our kids do those things...But really, some of us (me included!) need to learn to let go a little. Let them have fun.

4. Enjoy your kids. Yes, they need to be fed. And bathed. And kept healthy. But let's worry less about making sure we create some version of perfection for them, stop stressing over whether or not they can count to 100 by 3, and enjoy playing with them sometimes.

5. Relax. I wanted to type "Let it Go" but worried you'd get the song stuck in your head and never forgive me. Oh, wait...Hahaha. Seriously, I think SAHMs as a group are some of the most stressed people I know. Consider it a confession if you aren't one and didn't know that. From the ones I know? I think it's kind of true. We stress about money, almost always, because if we are at home, that means there's less money. (Unless your husband has some crazy high paying job and then just don't tell the rest of us so we won't be jealous, okay?) We stress about raising our kids--when to step in when siblings are fighting--whether we are doing raising them right as a whole, whether we should feed them more green beans--whether Chick-fil-A really should be it's own food group...We stress about dinner (Like, should that be ready and planned before six pm...?). Let's quit. No more stressing. Just enjoy your life with your family, fellow SAHMs. I think that's what we need to hear today. Because it's what we so often forget, which is funny since that's the reason most of us chose to stay home anyway...

I'm still formulating other things I learned from the trip. I'm still accomplishing to-do lists that the drive inspired (like organizing my house, etc). But I think the things I learned about Mommyhood are things that needed to be shared. I hope one of these give you something to think about too. Have fun being Moms, Friends.

Summer Activity: Blueberry Picking

I've had to show major restraint on Instagram lately because I want to post all the pictures of my daughter. This has been such a fun age (for the most part), and I want to capture it in its entirety and soak up every moment of it.

This week while I was on Facebook, I saw a friend liked one of our favorite local spots, Thunderbird Berry Farm. So, being the shameless individual that I am, I texted her and asked her to invite us when she and her kids decided to go since AG and I hadn't been this year.

Fortunately, we didn't have to wait long...


Ripe for the pickin'

Stopping for a sample

So proud of her bounty

Look how cute they are! So what if AG picked some greenberries and pinkberries, too? She had lots of fun with good friends. (And the greenberries reminded me of crabapples I used to eat straight from the tree when I was kid!) 

Like any outdoor activity, if you're going berry picking this summer, make sure to bring plenty of water (I failed at this) and slather on the sunscreen. 

If we can find a berry farm within driving distance of Tulsa, Oklahoma, I'm sure there's one close to you, too!

What are your favorite out-of-the-box activities for summer?

Celebrating the Get-Up-And-Go

I just celebrated a three day weekend with the kiddos. This is a wonderful break from the get-up-and-go that seems to invade every moment of my week. Get up and go to work, get up and go home, get up and go to the softball game, get up and go do laundry, get up and go and to church, get up and go write, get up and .... sorry ... I almost got carried away there.

It was a pleasant weekend, this July 4th, to watch my son hold and swirl his first sparkler. Daddy gave it to him. Mommy imagined all sorts of horrific things happening. Like it exploding and my son ending up in the burn unit. Not sure how a sparkler would explode, but yeah, there goes my writer's imagination. Instead, he waved it with a starry-eyed gaze on his face, no smile, and a well spoken "oh." when it burned out. That's my boy.

Of course he had to wear his raincoat to ward of mosquitoes and gnats. And then wild leaping launch into my lap when Daddy set off the screaming firework bomb made it all worth it.

My arms were full this Fourth of July. Full of celebrating the get-up-and-go hug my family moments. The get up and go love on my kids.

Have gotten up and went lately? To the important things in life?

Happy Birthday, America!

Happy Independence Day from the mamas at Naptime Novelists!
(PS: Does it get any more American than this picture?)

Hope your day is filled with laughter, the smell of barbecue, fireworks, 

and something that tastes half as good as this pie I made a few years ago. 

Have fun + be safe!

Confessions: Wuthering Heights

My laundry piles have reached new heights. The Wuthering sort that leave you morbid and blah for the next week. Piles of clean that don't get out away that get mixed with piles of dirty and suddenly I've doubled my laundry.

My secret: Mom's coming back!

My confession: I'm 37 and my mom still does my laundry

Yes. It's true. Just cause I work full time I've yet to enjoy the luxury of a maid. Yep. That'll never happen. So the chores are there when I leave for work and there when I come home. Except on Mondays. 

My mom watches the kids on Mondays. She calls it "Nanny time". I called "God inspired".

She's been in the process of a move with my dad from their home of thirty years to a new place of respite. So I've been without my Monday missionary for SIX WEEKS. It got so bad with the laundry that my husband went to walmart to buy new underwear. Yes he knows how to do laundry but he works too. So he gets a pass. 

But this week? She returns. En force. To do my laundry and dump all the clean clothes in piles on my bed. It's usually half sorted when I get home. 

Hi. My name is Jaime. My mom folds my underwear. Deal with it. ;)

More true confessions to come ...  There's no shame for those of us who have doting moms. Zero. Shame. 

Driving With Kids

I laughed when I realized Laurie and I were posting about the same thing, but different. But it makes sense, right? It's summer, so it's a good time to travel! If you're one of those people who prefer to fly, Laurie's post will help! If you're more into driving...I've got you covered.

That's my new truck. Currently it is sitting in the parking lot of a hotel in Nebraska, with a camper behind it, while we sleep in a hotel room. We're camping most of the way to Alaska, but a night here and there in a hotel is a nice change.

Rule #1 of driving with kids? Be flexible.  If it's late and everyone is tired and you have to change your stopping plans? Just go with it. If they're sleeping soundly and it's the time you wanted to leave, let them sleep a few extra minutes. It's okay to leave a few minutes late.

Rule #2 Watch the water intake...Okay, seriously, don't deprive your kids of water. But try to give them  lots of water when you stop for the night and limit is slightly during the day. There's a pretty good chance they're not that thirsty during the day, just bored.

Rule #3 Limit the screen time. This one is hard on a road trip! But I don't let my son spend his day glued to the ipad when we're at home, so especially on a long trip, I think you have to watch out for this. He is still spending more time on it than he would be otherwise, but at least he looks out the window some.

Rule #4 Bring their music. In the hopes of not getting it stuck in your head, I won't tell you what soundtrack we're listening to over and over. And I won't tell you which song is stuck in my head.

(Anyone have it stuck in your head now anyway??)

Trust me, though, it's worth the temporary craziness in your mind (no, not that music again!!!) to have your kids take naps.

Rule #5 Enjoy it! It's like Laurie's Magical Summer post. What do you remember from taking trips as a kid? Are they stressful memories in your mind? Or are they fun adventures? I know my parents must have been stressed some on trips, but what I remember is having tons of fun driving across the country and exploring new places. That's what I want my kids to remember too. So if the back of the truck has graham cracker crumbs in it, if you have to stop for a potty break ten minutes after you started driving for the day...try to keep a smile on your face. You're not just making mileage. You're making memories.

Flying with Kids :)

We just got home last night from a trip to keep the fabulous Jaime and kids company while her husband is out of the country doing mission work. We were supposed to come back Wednesday afternoon and didn't get home until Thursday after bedtime.


And we spent a lot of time in the airport. A lot. About 4 hours on Wednesday and 2 back-to-back 4+ hour layovers on Thursday. (But Jaime is worth it.)

Today I thought I'd share tips on traveling with children. AG has been flying since she was 5 months old since her daddy works for an airline. :) Here's how we do it:

Sustenance: When she was a baby, I'd nurse her or bring a bottle to give her during take-off to help her ears adjust to the change in altitude. Be sure to declare any bottles or sippy cups as you're going through security. They won't make you dump milk or formula! Now, I like to pack bags of crackers, goldfish, fruit leather -- anything without a ton of sugar. You definitely don't want to fly with a sugar-rushed child! We also bring a water bottle to fill up once we're through security.

Activities: It's good to pack a few of their favorite toys and books when they're younger in your carry-on bag. Things you know will keep them occupied for longer amounts of time but won't take up a long space. Toys with noise are NOT encouraged for the consideration of your fellow passengers. If your kid is old enough, I'd highly recommend downloading some games or shows on your phone/tablet. But keep in mind, you won't have Wi-Fi, so they have to actually be downloaded onto your drive. To me, this is TOTALLY worth it when your child is in a confined space.

Be Prepared: Not this time (thank the good Lord God almighty) but last time, AG ended up getting the stomach flu and throwing up on the plane. It helps to have an extra pair of clothes and especially a plastic grocery bag because you never know what will happen no matter how old your child is. We packed an extra dress for her that was easy to change in and out of. Pack more than enough diapers and other supplies, too!

Hopefully you'll luck out and get a flight that turns out like this... :)

Our Sarah is bravely traversing across the country from the East Coast to Alaska this week! Maybe she'll share her road trip strategies with two littles when she gets back? But you can follow her journey on her personal blog here. 

What are your best traveling tips? Any trial-and-error stories we can learn from? :)

Summertime Fun

My husband left me. To Guatemala. On a missions trip. So I have a week off to lament my husband's departure and go on the adventure of single parenting. So Laurie came to rescue me. My sweetheart crit partner is a beacon of light in a lonely week where this work-outside-the-home would be a tad loss at what to do with the littles. So Laurie flew in from Oklahoma with her little, AG, and we are having a party complete with ice cream, double stuffed oreos, princess dress up, bubbles, and swimming! Poor Peter Pan is the only boy, but he's surviving by trying on princess shoes, tiaras and he's rocking the Sofia the Princess amulet necklace. (Daddy will be so proud).

It's VBS all week, so we're taking the kiddos there for some healthy Spiritual dosage and disappearing for a few hours to write and chat romance for our novels. Then whisk the kiddos away to bed and more late night writing and rom-coms.

It's a rough life being on vacation and having a girl party. Seeing friends is so heartwarming when your right arm was cut off and flown to Central America.

So what's your favorite thing to do with your girlfriends? How do you survive the woes of a missing spouse?

When You Just Need a Time Out...

You've probably heard this before, but that's because it's true...

One of the best things about being a SAHM is being with your kids all day long.

One of the most challenging parts about being a SAHM is being with your kids all day long.

Lest anyone think I am waging the mommy wars, I will go ahead and clarify that with 100% of my being, I think any combo of being a mom and whatever else (staying home, working at home, working somewhere else) is equally hard. I've done some combination of all of them, and seriously, y'all, they're all hard in different ways.

Whew. Disclaimer made. ;)

But one of those things I think SAHMs sometimes feel stressed about is that being home thing. The lack of a break. Sure, they can watch TV if both of their kids nap at the same time. They can blow off folding laundry and play on Pinterest (I see those envious looks, WAHMS. ;) ) BUT...if they need a break?

Nobody cares.

That's not true. Your best friend, husband, mom, dad, whoever loves you and is over four feet tall...They might care. But those cute little crazy people who run around your house dumping enough Cheerios on the floor to feed an entire country? They really don't care about your need for a few mental health moments.

Here are the best ways I can come up with, fellow mommies, to get at least a small break on those days when you think there's not enough coffee in the world help you make it to bedtime:

1. Shut the door when you go to the bathroom. Yes, we have to go there. Moms, shut the door. It's two minutes. Having that to yourself will go a long way towards calming down your day. Put your kid in the high chair and turn on the TV for two minutes if you don't feel its safe to leave your munchkin alone, but seriously? I'm over the "moms have company in the bathroom" school of thought. Let's let this one go, okay?

2. Listen to your music. Tell your adorable kiddo-pies that Mommy needs some music time. Turn it on loud and let it calm you down (I really like to turn on worship music when it's the last thing I want to listen to...It usually helps.)

3. Give yourself a break. Emotionally, that is. Remind yourself that usually you feed your kids 10000000% organic, blah, blah, blah, free range, blah, blah meals and give them a sandwich and chips on days like this. Yes, you heard me. Chips. They'll be fine. Lose the mom guilt already.

4. Leave the house. Hopefully you can think of something fun to do, which will help even more, but driving anywhere puts your kids in a safe, contained place and gives you a few minutes to yourself. Bonus points if you use this driving time to get yourself Starbucks. ;)

And my personal, crazy-sounding favorite...

5. Do something fun with your kids. What? Yeah, I know. This one sounds crazy. But if you're finding yourself counting down to bedtime (haha, especially if it's, like, ten in the morning when you start this...) then jumping in there with your kids and just enjoying them is the quickest way I've found to fix this attitude. Pull out some fingerpaints, hang up their masterpieces when they're done, and I can almost promise you that the ten minutes all of this takes can turn your attitude 180 degrees. Again, I know your brain is telling me this one makes no sense. Trust me. It really does.

Our Magical Summer

When I was a kid, summers meant getting outside as fast as humanly possible. I remember eating breakfast on the driveway because it was the only time all day it was cool enough for bare feet. 

And my feet were always bare.

I remember playing dinosaurs with my brothers and reading books all day among the branches of my favorite tree. Imagination overload. It was the best.

I remember washing off all the dirt at night and then falling asleep in a fort watching a movie with chocolate milk. My childhood summers were magical.

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One of my biggest (irrational, I'll admit) fears as a parent is that my kid will remember me as the mom in front of the screen. I've alluded to that before. 

But this summer, there's no way that's going to happen. 

I've created a hashtag on Instagram: #ourmagicalsummer. So far, there have been lemonade stands, fairy wings, a pet turtle, and adventures with the older neighbor kids she adores. 

See Exhibit A below:

How much more magical does it get than bare feet, a ballet bun, a dress for twirling, and fairy wings? She only gets to be a kid once, so we're going to make it our mission to find out.

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What do you remember about your magical summers?

How to maintain creativity when your brain's stretched to the limit

There was a night this week we had a showdown. It was of Wild West proportions and all in the name of vegetables. Apparently my two-year-old wasn't in the mood for the summer squash sauté I'd prepared.

And, frankly, any night I make dinner with a cutting board and skillet is something to be celebrated.

So after a peaceful resolution despite lost privileges and hostage-style negotiations (she has just learned how to bargain), cleaning up dinner, and writing a few work blog posts in attorney-speak, I sat down to get some writing done.

And that part of my brain goes:

Here are some tips for getting into creative mode when your brain is a little low on real estate. At least, this is how it looks for me sometimes.

1. Leave your house or go to a quiet, secluded spot if such a thing exists in your home. It's the only way.  
2. Remember something urgent that needs to be done. This happens without fail.
3. Do it or make a list if it can't be accomplished at this moment in time.
4. Acquire caffeine/sustenance. Lots of it. In IV form, if possible.
5. Turn brain onto creative mode. This is also known as "research", which if you looked it up in the thesaurus, would also be called procrastination. And if you took truth serum, it would be called YouTube video rabbit trails and chatting with your BFFs on Facebook.
6. Hit your creative stride with approximately 5 minutes of allotted time left. This might also involve passive aggressive looks from the coffee shop baristas who can only go home when the last straggler leaves. Done.
7. (optional) Work into the early hours of the morning and go to sleep or watch the sunrise with a smile on your face. Knowing that, after some serious editing, the thing you've just created will be totally worth the punch-in-the-face reminder that you're not 19 anymore. 

I might post a more...practical...list next week. Because it really is possible. Promise.

Is this how life looks for you sometimes? What do you do to make time for yourself in the middle of your responsibilities? 

Mom Vs. Mom - The line that divides

I'm going to do it! I'm going to take the plunge and address one of the big areas of "competition" between moms who stay home and moms who ... for lack of a better term ... work. Don't slay SAHM-ers, I'm not finished yet.

So last night was dreadful. My 2 yr. old son who I fondly refer to as Peter Pan not only forgot his fairy dust and crash landed on the concrete but he kept me awake all night with a stomach bug that had me opening windows in between diaper blow outs. I'll spare you the horror. Needless to say, the four hours of sporadic sleep I was able to eek out leaves me with a mind-numbing need for Starbucks. (and air freshener, Lysol, and some hand sanitizer)

Herein lies #1 of the Mom vs. Mom debacle:  At least SAHMs get to stay home after a night like last night.

DON'T THROW ROTTEN TOMATOES! I'm not finished.

SAHMs, I'm speaking to you. Please. Help. Me.

We love to compete with our: "well, at least you get to get away from diaper blow outs and go to work" or the, "at least you get to stay in your yoga pants and guzzle coffee without having to don makeup and go to work pretending like you're A+".

The reality is, in either situation, we're both exhausted and we both have to put on an act. Neither of us gets to drink our coffee leisurely and crawl back into bed. We both have to face the music of someone screaming our name over and over. For you, it's the children, for me it's--adults.

Why do I want SAHMs help?

Please help erase the line that we've drawn in the sand. Over the years of validating the SAHM and their critically important role and the WORK they do on a daily basis, sometimes us WOHMs feel like we've been lumped into the group of liberal minded workaholics who's fulfillment is themselves. Therefore, for Work-Outside-the-Home-Moms, we aren't able to go to mom support groups, go online and find helpful articles to reinforce our role as a working mom trying to prioritize their Lord, husband/leader, and children while working to make a living, and we don't get much empathy because hey--we get to do that morning Starbucks run that SAHMs don't.

Please help.

Help debunk this ridunkulous line. You work, I work, we all work, on four hours of sleep. It's just like having a different place of employment. It doesn't make the exhaustion, stress, joint-aches, and coffee-consumption any different. And sometimes, SAHMs, we WOHMs could use some encouragement to know you see us as ... a Mom. Not a career woman. Not a woman who is trying to step outside of her husband and wear pants (trust me, doesn't work well, and I'm all about traditional marriage, partnership, and leadership). We need to know that you're there for us, SAHMs. Recognizing that we can't all stay home and invest in our children in the same way. That the single moms who have to work and see their kiddos for 2 hours a day, that the moms of ministry-workers and missionaries sometimes have to help support that by carrying a career, and that we're not all out to live above our means and therefore sacrifice our kids for an affluent, double income home.

Please don't leave us out in the cold. Pray for the WOHMs (and Work-at-home-moms!) at your MOPS meeting today, or as you wipe the vomit from your son's little mouth and know some of us had to leave him with Gramma and it's ripping our own insides out. Band together with us. Validate that we too want to herald the Scripture: "as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord".

Together we can do this! We can support each other, pray for each other, validate each other's pains and agonies that, while different, are so very much alike. And hopefully, in the end, our banding together will produce a variety of little personalities being raised to honor and serve the Lord in ways we could never fathom or imagine.

And as I drink my Starbucks, I'll breathe a prayer for you--that at some point as you juggle kids and screams and chores and errands and so on, that your coffee doesn't go cold in the process. Here's to you SAHMs. Be well!

Have any of you felt the mom vs. mom competition? And the mysteries and myths that create a dividing line?

Kids are Messy

And let's face it...Adults are messy too.

Life. Is. Messy.

That may or may not be my kitchen sink. Um, I mean, of course it isn't. I totally found that picture online....

Ahem.

Moving on.

Life is messy and part of being a mom is cleaning it up. You can debate this all you want, and no, I'm not saying that if you love Jesus you'll do ALL the cleaning at your house. But practically speaking...most of the moms I know do a lot of the cleaning.

A funny thing happens when you stay home from your job to take care of your kids. All the sudden that beautiful, wonderful theory about husbands and wives sharing the housework...Yeah, that gets harder to justify even to the most caring husband when both of you know that you are home all day. That's the simple fact. You may be just as busy, but you are home and in the mind of a man, that means you should be able to do more of the cleaning than you used to.

It's taken me almost two years at home to finally accept that theory. (And disclaimer: yes, my husband does still help around the house, especially if I ask him too. He loves me very much, he's not a chauvinist, and I'm cool with this. Okay? Okay.)

But look at those dishes in the sink. Do you want to know the incredible, awe-inspiring secret of adulthood (and maybe especially motherhood/womanhood) that I've learned?

No one else is going to do those dishes (unless I ask for help, which is okay sometimes). But as a whole, this is true. They are not going to do themselves either. They're not going to disappear if I leave them overnight.

Ants may appear. But the dishes? They're not going anywhere.

So I just have to take a deep breath, put on some music or a TV show I like to make it feel like "fun" and do it.

That's the great secret to SAHM housecleaning that I have learned. Just clean it. Oh, I hear you. You need a system, you need to make a list, blah, blah, blah. I've said it all a million times. But this is the cleanest overall my house has ever been (haha, okay, except my sink this morning. It's Monday, okay?) and that is what I have learned. We are the great list-makers. Strategizers. Pinteresters that find "easy ways to clean in ten minutes a day."

We need to simplify a little and learn to just do what needs to be done.

But that's probably one of those truths that has to sink in for everyone individually. I can't talk you into it. But seriously, I'm right. ;)

Here are some other random things I've discovered in my quest for a cleaner house:

1. I read somewhere that if you can do it in less than 2 minutes, do it immediately. This includes picking up trash from the floor (Why is there trash on the floor anyway? Anyone else's kids struggle with the trashcan concept...?), unloading the dishwasher (gasp!!!), putting dirty plates in the sink, and tons of other things.

2. Make it fun. Listen to music while you do the dishes. Or one of my favorites, make folding laundry a naptime activity. When the boys go to sleep, I turn on my favorite TV show and fold laundry. It seriously feels relaxing and like "me" time even though I'm doing laundry. Crazy, I know. And seriously? Since I started doing this I am caught up on laundry. For weeks now I haven't gotten more than a load or two behind.

Cue gasps here. Try this one and let me know if it works for you!

3. Get the kids involved. Mine are 19 months and almost 4 (in 8 days!!!). They are old enough to learn how to help with some of the housework. Which ties into the next one....

4. Stop being such a perfectionist. Fellow SAHM....Listen, okay? We are not judging your house. Your friends? They aren't judging it either. No one is going to eat off of your floors anyway.

HAHAHA. Okay, yeah, they are. But it's good for them, right?

What I'm saying is...Let your kids help. And DO NOT CLEAN BEHIND THEM. If your three year old wants to swiffer the living room...Let him. He'll clean at least some of the dirt and dog hair. You can do it tomorrow if you really want it "Mom clean." But for today? Just be thankful its better than it was. And know that in not cleaning behind your kids you are teaching them that they are enough. That they can do it. That they can make a contribution that matters. (Side note: When I get my kids involved like this, they behave better. Odd...)

5. Know you aren't alone. This is pretty much my new motto for most areas of life. Someone struggles the same way you do, in every single struggle you have. Satan would like to lie to you and make you feel alone and like a weirdo. Do not let him. Other moms are like you. Encourage them. Encourage yourself. Get better at cleaning if this is a struggle for you like it has been for me. You'll be so much happier and it IS important (no matter how many cute posters tell you to only snuggle your kids and never clean...That's a rant for another day...). So don't give up. Don't make excuses. But don't beat yourself up either.

How about y'all? Any thoughts on cleaning from other SAHMs? WAHMS and WOHMS, are you shocked that we struggle with cleaning too? Anyone have tips you want to share?

A Weekday Adventure

While many view the WAHM life as the perfect compromise between work and family, it can be hard to find that balance and maintain it. But it is possible!

When new mamas approach me for advice on how to make this attainable, I have plenty of practical advice for them (this is a post for another day). But the most important thing, as I cannot emphasize enough, is to set boundaries between work and family. You're not doing anyone any favors if your mind is always in another place.

I will preface this post by saying there are many days when I fail at this. I have one foot in the door of mothering and one foot still thinking about a blog post I need to write for work, head up in the clouds brainstorming a story, or nose glued to my inbox waiting for an answer.

But on Wednesday, I set boundaries. I finished all of my work, turned off social media, and I took my baby girl out on a fun adventure. Everything else would just have to wait. :)

The day started at one of our favorite places...

There, AG's charming smile earned her a taste of delicious carrot from a farmer from whom we bought some fresh rainbow chard, broccoli, new potatoes to roast with some rosemary, and our favorite:

With strawberries this delicious, can you blame us for sampling some post haste?

From there, we headed to the playground on that side of town. 

 

Homegirl had a blast and worked up an appetite, so we packed up a lunch.

Her new favorite obsession is picnics. She asks for one for every meal, every day. 

Our picnic had a few guests...

They practically charged us when they saw us approaching the table with our food. AG loved it!

After lunch, it was time for a long, well-deserved nap and then to the gym where mama worked up a sweat and AG got to play with fun toys and good friends. And when her daddy came home from work, she couldn't wait to tell him all about her day. 

So the moral of the story is, it was a day we'll both remember for a long time. It was so good to put aside work and be intentional about spending uninterrupted time with my baby girl. Something I need to take advantage of more often before it's too late!

What are your favorite things to do with your kids/on your days off?

Are you like me and need to work on regular breaks from your "screens"?

Pulling Hair & Planning Pinterest

This what my Pinterest project looked like...

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and this is what Pinterest's project looked like ...

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Epic fail for the Work Outside the Home Mom. Further evidence as to why I work outside the home. I can't even pour chalk paint into ice cube trays without pouring it all over. And, side note: I also turned the Kitchen Aid beaters on while they were covered in cookie dough and not in the bowl. That was a fun thirty minutes of wiping off dough from the ceiling.

I was home yesterday afternoon for a two-hour stretch to "babysit" my own kids while the man was at a meeting. I tried. I really did. We played blocks while I worked on my smartphone. We made ice cube sidewalk chalk. Read books. And after two hours I was ... wait for it ... prepare yourself ... SO BORED.

I was totally in love with playing with my kids--the relationship part of it. But Pinterest projects aren't me, and what ARE you supposed to do with blocks?

This might be one of the WOHM's worst confessions. That day-in-life of a WOHM when the idea of being at home during the middle of the day slump (as Sarah talked about on Monday), is scary. Ok. Let's admit, some WOHM's do it because life necessitates it but they want to be home--ache to be home. Others, like myself, do it because life necessitates but, I love my job. I love to be at work. I love the stimulation of a career. Is that horrible to admit? I feel so. It's that mom-guilt thing that wraps itself around my heart and squeezes when I look into my daughter's baby blues and get my Peter Pan "Muah!" (a kiss) before I leave for work.

But I've discovered a few things:

1. Mom-guilt is a wicked vice that ruins the good in life.
2. Though finances demand that I work, it's a blessing to ENJOY my work and I am thankful that God has given me one that doesn't sap my strength from me and steal the joy of playing with my kids when I return home.
3. It's ok to love my job. 
4. It's ok to love my kids.
5. It's ok to suck at Pinterest--because gosh darn it, my daughter is learning the skills of directing people, time management, and all the other directorly sort of things that I do on a daily basis.

We may not be the house of Pinterest projects and my daughter might not be at 2nd grade level cursive calligraphy, but we love here. We work together as a team so everything can run smoothly and we can have family time.

So if you're a WOHM, remember this...love them. Just love them. Forget the mom guilt, the comparison game, and the idea that your ice sidewalk chalk should be in beautiful multi-colored Popsicle sticks and just love. In the morning before you leave, in the afternoon when you call to say "hi", and in the evening when a thousand things at home rest on your plate but the most important priorities are the hooligans that just attacked you when you walked in the door.

That is love. That is home.

What Mom-guilt issue attacks you?

The Middle...Not Just a Book Plotting Problem...

I’m having a hard time believing that a post about my daily life as a stay-at-home-mom could be so hard to write. But as I sit here with the daylight shining fully outside my window (I meant to write this earlier this morning) and half a cup of cold coffee…I realize it is that hard.

In college, I was addicted to my planner. It was highlighted and color coded and lovely beyond all reason. I lost it once and almost lost my mind along with it (don’t worry, both showed up pretty quickly). I thrive on routine.

But now…

Well…

I’m having trouble finding one.

Sure, some things are the same. My boys do well with some degree of routine too, so we do have the little guy’s morning nap and the big guy’s “room time” at a set time every day. And afternoon naptime fluctuates a little with the actual time it starts, but it’s almost always a fixture in our afternoons…I try to do laundry every day and fix dinner…

But in the middle? I’m not always sure what to do.

It’s funny how much like plotting a novel it is. The beginning of our novel, much like the day, is easy to dive into. It’s fresh and ready with endless possibilities. We’re freshly caffeinated in both cases (if you’re like me and love coffee) and ready to go. We have at least a little idea of the structure.

The end of a story is easy to write for me to, just like the end of my day. Once I hit the last few chapters of a book, I can pound out thousands upon thousands of words per day. My record so far is 10k. That’s how I feel about my days home with the boys too. Once 5pm hits, I can do it. And I know I can do it. I have something to go on at 5pm, some idea of structure. Fix dinner, let the boys play with something like play-doh or watch TV (hey, don’t judge), eat dinner, hang out, get the boys ready for bed, then have time alone to read, write, or spend time with my husband.

But the hours of 10 to 5 feel like the middle of a story…Except as far as I know, there are no “plotting” classes for how a SAHM should “do” this part of her day. What percentage should be spent playing with kids? Doing laundry? Cleaning? Reading? Writing?

I don’t know.

And I guess if you came over to our blog today looking for answers, I don’t necessarily have any for you today. But if you stopped by just to see if there was someone else out there like you, someone who would kind of like a routine but isn’t quite sure how to accomplish that when the very essence of kiddos is the ability to obliterate routines (haha), then I hope you know you aren’t alone.

And if you’re one of those SAHMs who has it all together, or at least knows what you’re doing today, feel free to chime in and help the rest of us out. =)

colorful lists and blackberry grins: life as a WAHM

Continuing this week’s theme, I’m going to talk about what it’s like to be a work-at-home mom.

You never sleep. 

Okay, end of post. Have a good weekend! Just kidding. Kind of. 

To paint a clearer picture, I'll tell you what a typical week looks like for us. I'm so lucky to have help from my mother-in-law and mom. AG will go to their houses for a few hours a couple times a week so I can work. I also hit the jackpot with a fairly low-maintenance kid who likes playing by herself. Though she probably learned that out of necessity since I worked a full-time, salaried job from home from when she was born until she was almost two. 

On days it's just me and AG, I try to answer some emails and lay out my day in the mornings while she is still waking up, having her breakfast, and watching quality educational television programming :) When she's not at a grandma's house, we are running errands, going to the gym, or getting together with our friends. I get more work finished during her naptime and then ideally start dinner when she wakes up. But let's be honest, most of the time, I haven't even been to the grocery store by 4 in the afternoon and end up picking up a rotisserie chicken or getting takeout :) I'm trying to be better about this. 

When my husband gets home from work, it's family time. We eat dinner and go for a walk. My husband and I will collapse in front of the TV hang out after the kiddo goes to bed. But a few nights a week, I will go to a coffee shop or retreat to the dining room and work on my latest novel or finish up work after AG goes to bed. My husband is excellent at giving me this much-needed introvert time. It's the equivalent of a rejuvenating day at the spa for me. 

So, I've done an excellent job at selling the WAHM life. How do I make this work? Here are my best tips that I think apply across the board.

1. I make very detailed to-do lists for each day. Separated by necessary item and more flexible goal. The prettier the colors, the better. Trust me.

2. Stuff slips through the cracks all the time, or at least gets pushed to the next day in my planner. But it's important to stay positive and flexible, because...

3. Family is the most important. As much as I try to speak love to my daughter, there have been many times I've had to ask forgiveness for snapping at her when my plans are disrupted. But I quickly change my tune. I always want her to know I'm excited to see her and spend time with her. If you give your family the impression your work/writing/hobbies are more important, this crucial part of your life will suffer. And if family is not your number one priority, your work/writing/hobbies will suffer. It's just weird like that.

4. AG and I try to have one fun mommy-daughter date a week. No distractions. On Wednesday mornings, we like going to the farmers market to pick out fresh produce, stop at the playground while it's still cool outside, and then go to lunch. There's nothing I love more than seeing my little blondie running around on the playground, beaming with fresh blackberries smeared all over her face. It's what life is all about!

5. Yes, I could keep my house cleaner, live a life of Pinterest thoughtfulness, cook all of the food in my fridge before it goes bad, and certainly sleep more. But the most important thing is having no regrets.

I think this is the common denominator between Sarah, Jaime, and I. Our days are all filled to the brim with responsibilities plus the added bonus of pursuing our writing dreams. No matter what we do, we all fall prey to mommy guilt for one thing or another.

But we all work hard to find that happy balance between spreadsheets and laundry loads and filling word processor pages so we can take advantage of as many blackberry grins as possible. Because we love the socks off of our families and, at the end of the day, that's how we want our kids to remember life when they look back on their childhoods.

When you look back on today, what image do you hope to see of your kids? Or what's your favorite memory with your own parents?

My Work-Outside-The-Home Life

If you'd told me I was going to be a career-woman I probably would have lol'd. I was raised from the homeschooled all 12 years thing, to the daughter of a pastor, to the I-married-a-youth-pastor. So where does working outside the home and having two kids fit into the equation? Heck, I even know how to can tomatoes...something I'm trying desperately to forget.

I'm so looking forward to exploring the nuances of being a WOHM on the blog here and how it fits into the mold of being the Mom God created me to be. Since there's not a lot of resources out there for us WOHM's, I hope my contribution to this blog can be especially encouraging to those of us who God has led into a direction that doesn't tend to be most preferred within a Christian family setting. But it CAN be done, and in a God-honoring way where my husband is still my Captain, oh Captain, and yet I bring home the bacon. (Which doesn't equate to us living on a pig farm...yet).

So here's a few critical things I've learned about myself in this foray into the workforce of directing people, hitting the 9-5 grind and still coming home to balance family, housekeeping, child rearing, church ministry and that ever-distant concept of ... time to myself?!

1. Oprah is nuts. Yes I deserve "me" time. Yes, it would benefit my family. But no, there's no way possible to make that happen. So yes, Oprah is nuts.
2.  I can't cook--so it's an obvious disqualifier for me being a SAHM
3.  I am not a self-contained liberal advocate who thinks her husband is a wuss or that I am somehow superior.
4. Being a mom becomes more precious because of my limited time.
5. House chores are suddenly put into perspective on the low scale of importance.
6. Sometimes you just have to realize not every one is going to agree with you being a WOHM.
7. Sometimes you just have to know that the Lord takes people down very unique roads and it's awesome to see how He works.
8. Coffee is a necessity for every mom -- Acronym notwithstanding.
9. I will never--ever be geared mentally, physically or emotionally for more than 2 kids.
10. ...and that's OK
11. I will often be an outsider in the world of Moms...and that's ok too.

Unlike SAHM's, makeup is daily occurrence, as are showers, dress clothes, and heels. But like SAHM's, pajama pants are still the preferred source of comfort and kids bouncing off the walls still make me smile...and cringe. We have a lot in common...and a lot of differences. But this I know to be true...we all, at the end of the day, kiss our children's temples and pray a prayer of grace and blessing. In that, we are united.

My Stay-At-Home Self

On first glance, she looks like I pictured she would. She's married to an incredibly handsome man. She lives in the country and writes stories, just like she always dreamed of doing. She drives an F-150 and dances the line between tom-boy-all-grown-up and grown woman who loves shoes and loves to read InStyle in a bubble bath.

The thing that surprises me most about her is the fact that there are two carseats in the back of her truck and the two cutest boys in the world ride in them.

She has kids.

Maybe that doesn't surprise me too much. She's always liked kids, even though if you ask her, she'd tell you she can't remember really dreaming about her own much when she was younger. But now, not only does she have kids, she stays home with them all day.

This is the only part of my current place in life that makes me come to a screeching halt when I think about it.

A stay at home mom???

Apparently, that is me.

My mom stayed home with me before I started school, so I should have had a frame of reference in my mind. But that was back in the days when I didn't realize it was a thing with an acronym and everything. These days it seems like being a SAHM (see that cute little acronym there?) is it's own identity. And in my early twenties, before I had kids and even after I had kids and was still working part-time, being a SAHM seemed to have very distinct qualifications.

Sarah's Ridiculous List of Qualifications for Being a SAHM:
1. Have a kid.
2. Stay home with them.
3. Wake up at 4am. Better yet, never sleep.
4. Own an entire week's worth of denim jumpers. Floor length, naturally.
5. Buy white keds.
6. Have an entire craft room filled with popsicle sticks and cute little puff balls.
7. Learn to homemake everything. This includes but is not limited to household cleaning products, all the family's food, and clothes. Everything.
8. Drive a mini-van.

The only things that sounded good to me about this list when I first had kids were 1 and 2. But I just knew that if I could stay home with my adorable little baby boys, my life would be so much easier.

You can stop laughing now, fellow SAHM's. ;)

(Side note confession? I was guilty of being a participant in the Mommy Wars almost from the start of my being a Mom. I was sure it was harder for me to work and be a mom than for some woman to stay home all day and can tomatoes while her angelic children played on their freshly mopped kitchen floor.

Now I know that being a Mom, while incredibly, fabulously rewarding, is hard no matter what. It's hard to be home all the time. It's hard to work and juggle home responsibilities.)

Anyway, I knew my life would be easier if I could stay home, and anyway, I wanted to be the one being with my kids all day, so when it worked out for me to stay home, I was excited.

It has been nothing like I expected. And I can't wait to share with y'all on this blog the zillions of ways it has exceeded my expectations. For now, here's my altered list, forged after a year and a half of stay-at-home bliss. ;)

Sarah's Revised List of Qualifications for Being a SAHM:
1. Have a kid.
2. Stay home with them.
3. Wake up eventually. It helps if you do it before your kids are up. But if not, set out cheerios and get up eventually. Preferably before you hear any screaming.
4. Wear whatever you want. I like jeans. Some like yoga pants. If you're married, your husband will appreciate if you occasionally put on makeup.
5. Buy adorable heels that are completely impractical for a woman carrying a young toddler, holding the hand of a preschooler, and carrying a purse and diaper bag. Don't wear those heels but do visit them in your closet now and then. Use your shoe budget to buy your kids shoes, because, well, that's what moms do.
6. Try your hand at crafts. Kids are very easily impressed by any artistic attempt and will be happy if you just let them color on a piece of construction paper and then glue googly eyes on it.
7. Learn what things are worth making to you. I love making our food. Haha, okay, that's not always true. But I do like making things like brownies from scratch and learning to love cooking dinner without too many mixes. I do this because I want to. As far as cleaning products? I'm obsessed with Clorox wipes. Why would I mess up the cleaning system I have? Judge my non-natural cleaning wipes if you must...
8. Drive whatever you want that fits your family. Bad news? It might not be the car you've pictured yourself in. Good news? It's just a car. It doesn't have to define you.

SAHMs, what surprised you about staying home? What misconceptions did you have? WAHMs and WOHMs, anything you're brave enough to chime in on? Anyone want to confess that you thought we had it easy...? ;)

Your Naptime Novelists

This is my life in a mouthful. And it's Laurie's and it's Sarah's, and if you're reading this, it's probably yours too. Messy windows globbed with handprints, or in my case, lip-prints, crumb covered carpets, fruit snacks under the couch cushions, crusties on the coffee table, toys hanging off the ceiling fan, laundry clean but still in the laundry room ... the list goes on.

Fact of the matter is, no matter what area of life you come from, if you're a mom, it's all a part of the package. We're excited here at The Naptime Novelists to overcome the elements of competition that, let's face it, run rampant among us women. You're a career-woman? How do you feel about never seeing your children and are you comfortable with the fact they might be hurt by your absence in their life? You're a stay at home mom? I wish I had that sort of freetime. 'Nuf said. You work from home? Aren't going like--half crazy? Your house must be shambles of paperwork and toys and don't you think it's wrong to use the TV as a babysitter?

Criticisms, competition, questioning...

At The Naptime Novelists we want to move past that and realize that in the end... WE ARE ALL JUST MOMS. There is no one way, right way, narrow path to motherhood. It's a conglomeration of the crazy that we call "life". the crazy that the Lord has led our/your family to, and the crazy that surrounds the greatest loves of our lives.

So join us here at The Naptime Novelists, for three different perspectives, three different walks of life, but all with the same end goal: to be the best, God-centered Mom we can possibly be.

Sarah, our resident stay-at-home mom of boys ... well the word "boys" tells you she'll have lots of stories to tell. She's a published author, yes she is, and we are so proud!! Contrary to popular belief, she does not spend her days canning tomatoes and wearing ankle-length jean jumpers. She's pretty cool. But you'll find that out for yourselves on Mondays.

Laurie, our very own work-at-home mom of her little princess. She can sing every song a Bubbleguppie ever crooned, play a mean game of basketball, and still build her in-home online business. Crazy, I know. She writes contemporary romance and we've read her stuff and between us and her agent, we'll see this woman published! Contrary to popular belief, she is not bald from her pulling her hair out and doesn't drink coffee. But you'll find that out for yourselves on Fridays.

Jaime, I'm that work-outside-the-home mom of a Kokomo Jo who is half princess half tomboy. Then there's my toddling Peter Pan who's biggest arch enemy is Captain Hook, a.k.a. Daddy who is relentless in taking away this 2 year old's bottle and calling it a wrap. I log my 45 at work as a Director of Associate Development, Sales and Relations, in between on the run blog posts, book writing, communiques with my agent, helping my man out with his youth ministry at church and definitely NOT excelling in the culinary arts. On the side, I play Maid Marian with my bow and arrow, have rock climbed, fly-fished and gone a tad weird in the whole outdoorsy side of things. But, you'll find that out for yourselves on Wednesdays.

SO JOIN US! Three days a week, three messes of moms, three muddlers in this journey called "motherhood". We want your comments, your interaction, and most of all your forgiveness. We might publicly lose our minds here ;)...and for that we apologize in advance.