Before I was a mom I hated getting up in the mornings. I stayed up really late and I just was not feeling it most mornings. I hated for anyone to talk to me until around noon! I would sleep until I absolutely had to get up or i was going to be late to school/work & then I would rush and rush until I had thrown myself together enough to leave the house. It was a routine I had for years!!

Fast forward 29years.. Post kids me loves the mornings. Coffee, snuggles, morning talks & all of us girls getting ready together (I’m sure that last one will be a problem in a couple years) makes mornings so much better now! Now, I love to wake up to those Good Morning smiles & bedhead. I look forward to these things, but even now there are parts I hate.

Once everyone is dressed & all the coffee has been drank the fun ends. Its backpacks, shoes, do you have everything and out the door! Then we drive the little back roads all the way to school. Some mornings the girls have nothing to say in the car and some mornings its constant conversation. Some mornings it’s a 90s dance party and some it’s silence! 12 mins after we started the journey I pull into the parking lot and watch my heart climb out of my minivan and walk like a big girl into her little school.

Before I was a mom the thought of dropping my child off at school didn’t phase me. Now that I have to do it 5 days a week I wish I could go back and tell 20yr old me that this is a real thing & it sucks! Do not get me wrong I am thankful for her school. It is a great place and I love that she goes there, but that does not make dropping her off and leaving easy. It’s hard. You think those newborn nighttime feedings are hard, but they don’t touch watching your heart walk into a school alone while u drive away for the day!

If I could go back and tell pre-mom me anything about motherhood it would be to not worry about spoiling them by holding them. It would be to enjoy those nighttime feedings. I would tell me to not put my children into school before they are required to go and enjoy the time I have with them more. They grow up and before you know it they are dragging their backpack into the school while never looking back.

I am so proud of the almost 7yr old she is today. She is smart, funny, sassy, beautiful and sweet. I know that while she is inside that school building she is rocking it, but while she is rocking it I am stressing. I know I am not alone. As I am driving away a million terrible scenarios are pounding in my head. While she is already sitting with her friends having breakfast I am debating if I could homeschool or not. I can’t be the only one, right?! Having a child going to school takes parenthood to a whole new level. You suddenly have new fears.

We have to let them grow and learn. We want the best for them, but it’s hard! If your reading this and feel the same way today just know that your not alone. It’s hard on all of us mamas! Coffee & prayers might be all that pull us through after 7am Monday- Friday. So tomorrow when u watch your heart walk into school know that another mom (I’m that mom) is feeling your same pain and im praying for you!

Living in a small town I learned a long time ago that people like to talk. They will talk about anyone and anything just to have something to talk about. They also do it to keep from having to face their own issues. This is something that I have never been able to just let roll off my back. What most people don’t know about me is that I am really insecure. Knowing someone is talking about me in a negative way really works on those feelings. It’s the human in me I guess you could say.

The funny part about the small town talk is most of the time it isn’t even the correct information to begin with. People know about things in your life before you even know (because they never happened)! What makes this okay? I will never know!!

It has taken me 29years to learn that what those people are saying doesn’t matter. It matters to them because they need conversation pieces, but it doesn’t matter to me. Does it hurt to hear you were the topic of the conversation?! Of course it does! No one wants to think that a big group of people were standing around bad mouthing you and you didn’t have the chance to stick up for yourself! What I have learned is that those people are bored.. Those people need someone else to talk about so they don’t have to talk about their own problems. They make themselves feel better and look better by dragging others down. Is it right? No! Will it ever stop? No!

If someone needs someone to talk about to keep from facing their own issues then so be it. Talk. Make up all the things and spread them like wildfire, but know that in the end it wont make you feel better. You still have your own issues you need to face. They won’t go away just because you are dragging someone else’s name through the mud.

Something else those people should know is that just because you “heard” something doesn’t make it accurate information… why is it that as humans we like to gossip? We need something better to do with our time! Seriously yall, why are we so mean as humans?! I would love to live in a world where this kind of thing didn’t exist but that will never happen. In the meantime I will pray for you! I pray that your conversations are dull & no one cares what you say. I pray that you find something better to do with your time than what your doing now! I pray that you grow up eventually! I pray that you change..

After 29 years I can finally say that I am glad I can be a topic of someone’s conversations. If someone thinks I’m important enough to talk about when I’m not there then I’m flattered. Besides, all those other people need a break so I’m happy to have a turn! Just remember, you don’t know the truth about anything unless you are directly involved. Lies will get you no where in life, and I’m sure your mama taught you better!

I pray that Matt and I can teach our girls that this is not the kind of behavior anyone should want to partake in.. I pray we can show them that being kind is the better way. I pray we can teach them right from wrong, but above all else I pray I can teach them to not give a damn what anyone else thinks about them or has to say!

If your dealing with this kinda thing then hold your head high. You are the only one who knows the truth so hold on to that. Be you and be proud of that! If your the one sitting around talking about others then shame on you. You know better! Your better than the lies you believe to be truths. Your better than the gossip. Face your issues without bringing anyone else down with you! Most importantly GROW UP!

My 3yr old (almost 4) currently has a nasty carpet burn on her nose and lip. In the brain of a child it seemed like a good idea to stage dive off the ottoman but she forgot to make sure she had groupies to catch her!! This fall resulted in alot of blood and some nasty looking scrapes, but it also brought up an interesting conversation between her and my mother-in-law the next day. They were sitting there eating their breakfast when she asked my mother-in-law could she teach her how to fall and catch herself.. when my mother-in-law told me this I was baffled. What does she mean she doesnt know how to catch herself??

You see this is my child who is WILD on a completely different level than my oldest child. She must pull all the energy God gives me directly out of my body! She also sees no danger and has no fear. This usually results in those injuries that require a bandaid and a kiss! It never crossed my mind that as a mother I would need to teach this child how to catch herself when she fell. She believed someone would always catch her when she falls and her little heart was broken because no one caught her when she dove off the couch into the floor! Naturally my heart broke when my mother-in-law relayed this information to me. I have failed my child ….

I thought about it long and hard once I asked how she handled it. She told me she demonstrated how to fall with your hands in front of you. The clinical approach that the child was probably looking for I am sure and that approached placated her for now. As her mother I wanted to make sure I discussed this with her and eventually I will. It got me thinking about my parenting approach…

We all have a different approach to parenting, and I think that is great! We are all different people so naturally we won’t all see things the same way. My way is more like those mama birds who kick their young babies out of the nest and pray they fly! This realization made me see that this is exactly why she doesn’t know how to catch herself when she falls! This approach works really well on my oldest child but not this child. She needs more guidance and love. She requires more attention and patience. Parenting her is like starting over with a whole new strategy because she is her own ballgame!

It made me realize that no two children are the same just like no two mothers are the same! Each one of my children require my attention in very different ways. It was an eye opener for me because all of this time I have tried to parent her just like i did her older sister, and that will not work for her! Today my 3yr old taught me the lesson.

We all fall at different speeds and sometimes we forget how to catch ourselves. Some of us naturally catch ourselves and run with it. Some of us face plant and come out with very nasty cuts and bruises. It’s okay for your kids to be different. It’s okay for you to parent them differently and not feel guilty about it.

Motherhood is hard. Some days I face plant and some days I grow as a mom. Today, thanks to my 3yr old, I am growing as a mom. If you are reading this and having a face plant kinda day take a minute to step back and think for a second. Know that your doing a great job because your trying! Your kicking motherhood’s ass and doing a darn good job at it. Maybe you just need to sit down and let your children teach you a lesson to get back on track! It appears no matter how old we are or how many children we may have we still have lessons to learn!

Hey all!!

First, Thanks for joining me.. I am so excited to FINALLY be starting my blog! I have talked about it since the moment I gave birth almost 7years ago. Something about motherhood seems to bring out the hilarious stories & the unforgettable memories that every mom should be writting about!

Second, let me tell you about me.. I am 29yrs old and live in a really small town in Tennessee. I was born and raised here and this is where I met my husband of 9years when I was in high school. We were high school sweethearts from our freshmen year on. Not without trials and tribulations, but more on that another time! Together we made the most beautiful two little girls I ever have seen!

Lastly, I look forward to giving you all something to read every now and again. I do not promise to always be politically correct or have the same opinion as every other mom in the world but I promise to give u honesty and love!!

Talk to you soon!!

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton