Your Child Isn't an Accessory


I'm not a perfect person, nor will I ever be. I'm not ever a perfect mom, nor will I ever be! That's not even the point of this blog. It's for encouragement and dialogue and a place for my sisters and I to stay connected since we're so far apart.  it's a place to share our failures and crazytimes.... 

But one thing in particular has been on my heart lately, that's been all over social media for a few years now seems like.  

Why has motherhood become a trend? Why should such a calling, something that requires all of you be something that you just pick and choose what you like about it. Your kids aren't accessories. They're not sitting in your closet waiting for you to give them attention. 

They're human beings! 

They shouldn't have to wonder if their parents love their jobs and night life more than they love them. They shouldn't be made to feel like a burden because they just aren't meeting your expectations. 

Some babies are in daycare 40+ hours a week, then given to a babysitter to be kept almost every night so the parents can go out! I don't understand. I am all about needing a break every now and then; but who's raising your kids here? It's not the parents in this situation. .. it's the daycare worker and the babysitters and the iPad no doubt. 

Your kids aren't a burden, and if you feel that way then maybe put yourself in their shoes for two seconds. Would you want a mom that never wanted to be around you? That always acted annoyed when you had a need or want? 

Your kids need you mom. You only get one chance at this. Let's do our best and be the ones that our kids know that we love them more than any human in this earth ever will. 

A Kindness Story.

The kindness of this flower. 


It's vibrant hues, it's shape, it's beauty; draws in the spectators and it's admirers as they  inhale deeply with their senses. 


What a beautiful reminder of living. To struggle, to grow, to bloom, to encourage. The cycle of living. The kindness of living.  


The kindness that is time. The hours and seconds we've been gifted. The way we choose what to do with those seconds, the ways we choose to live or die with every tick and tock. The kindness to choose and the kindness to notice that both the choosing and the seconds are offerings to the great Time-Keeper.


Realizing that the seconds used up in un-kindness is greater than the seconds spent being kind, is a bit terrifying. But what a very kind thing it is to keep offering us more of something that we usually waste. Like a toddler who asks for more cookies, but has yet to touch the ones on his plate. 


And then there's the ultimate kindness: God. His kindness remains un-blemished. It makes bright pink Valentine's roses look like colorless paper mâché.  




Aside from this greatest kindness, there is given to some of us, a kindness extended that we also do not deserve very much. 


Its a kindness found at the beginning, when God understood that, although He was more than enough to fulfill mans every desire and need, there maybe should be another companion to share in God's kindness with.  


And so marriage was born from the dust, and kindness could be shared.  


And so, darling, as we reflect on the love we have for one another today, let's never forget that it's because of kindness that there is even love at all.  


And the greatest kindness I've received, is sharing God's kindnesses with you.