A letter for single mom’s…

This last Saturday my husband woke me up by making me breakfast in bed. He turned on the lamp, told me good morning, and handed me my plate as him and Melody joined me in bed. We turned on cartoons and watched them as a family. When I finished eating, I decided to check my snapchat feed. My friend had sent me a snap of her kitchen floor. An entire egg carton busted. Eggs everywhere. She just wanted to sleep in…she wanted a few more minutes but instead she had to rush into the kitchen and clean up the mess.

With that being said…

Dear single mom,

Please know that not every happily married wife/mom out there is judging you. Like me. When I see you, I genuinely feel for you. It’s not a “feel sorry for you because you can’t do anything on your own” kind of feeling – because obviously you can. You have to and so you do it. Kudos.

It’s a sorry that it happened to you. It’s a sorry that you have to.

I may not understand how hard it really is because right when I get to my “tipping point” I have someone to call – my husband. I understand that you don’t have that.

When it’s been a hard day, you can’t hand your child off to your husband while you go relax in the bathtub for 45 minutes.

You don’t have the luxury of alternating Saturday mornings to sleep in. It’s always your Saturday.

You might not get that cup of coffee on your way out the door because you had to get the kids ready on your own and you’re running late but there’s no one helping you out.

You feel left out because you didn’t get to attend the girls night. They all had “daddy” at home watching the kids and you have no childcare.

The point is – I may not completely understand, but just because I’m not in your situation doesn’t mean I’m not praying for you. Single mom’s are actually on my mind a lot. I have found myself wondering “how do they do it?!” And the moment I wonder that, I become thankful and then I pray for single mom’s. I really do. I pray for supernatural strength to get you through hard times. I pray that you find someone godly to spend the rest of your life with…and honestly I pray that you are rewarded extra for the trouble you went through on your own. I pray for guidance from Jesus as you lead your household.

This morning I wanted to share some scriptures for single mom’s that need that extra boost to get through the day…or week…or month…or year.

Psalm 28:7 – The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoices; and with my song will I praise Him.

Philippians 4:13 – I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

Matthew 11:28 – Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.

Proverbs 3:5-6 – Trust in the LORD with all your heart. Never rely on what you think you know. Remember the LORD in everything you do, and He will show you the right way.

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My REAL Job.

I slightly touched on this subject in my about section, but this morning my real job has been on my heart since I woke up. It could be because Melody starts school next week and has me thinking about my time.

I’ve already cried a few tears this morning as we loaded up in the car to head to the grocery store. Such a silly thing to get me emotional, but there’s more to it. She’s always been my grocery shopping buddy. We wake up every Monday morning and load up in the car to get our grocery shopping done. She has her mini basket and I have my “mommy basket.” With her in school next week, this has me thinking about our weekly routines that will all change.

I remember putting my two weeks notice in after Melody was born. My original plan was to go back to work. I loved my job and “staying home” just wasn’t for me. I’m too social, I enjoy working, and staying at home with a baby just didn’t seem fun. Sounds terrible, huh? But after she was born the Lord began to deal with me on my new, updated calling in life: being a homemaker. Josh and I had “the talk” about staying home and although it made us both uncomfortable at the time, we knew we were being obedient to the will of God and therefore, He’d take care of us.

5 years ago I would have never imagined this life. It’s beautiful.

Morning coffee and bagel traditions.

When you happily accept the calling on your life life, it becomes fun. Call me crazy, but I enjoy my job as a homemaker. That doesn’t mean I have moments where I don’t like it, but for the most part, I love every minute of it! I enjoy doing laundry. I enjoy vacuuming. I like washing the windows. I like sweeping. etc… I used to never enjoy these things (hence the reason I said “call me crazy…”) but when I accepted my calling in life, they became enjoyable to me.

This is what God has called me to put first. My family. My home.

Don’t get me wrong, I love the other hats I wear. As youth director, we have about 30 teenagers we love so much. We enjoy game nights with them, we love the worship services with them, we love getting together and making fun memories… but they are not my number one calling.
I enjoy being media director and filming our churches weekly announcements. I enjoy creating the graphics for the upcoming series. I enjoy working on our website….but that is not my number one calling.

This next year is going to require some adjustments on my end as our daughter starts school. I have questioned many things the past few weeks: the main thing being how I do what God has called me to do with her being out of my care for 6 hours a day. But He is helping me and giving me all the answers I need.

I guess it’s time for this momma to realize that this is part of your child growing up. And the cliche statement of “make every moment count” wasn’t so much for when they were newborn-5 years old…but it’s more so for when they get older and time with them is less and less. I have realized that my calling in life doesn’t change just because my daughter starts school – it just requires tweeking the way I go about it.

sleeping inSleeping in and waking up to this sweet face asking to watch cartoons and snuggle.