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Feeling Inadequate in Motherhood

BOLDLY BEAGLEY

Imagine a dream job you wanted, yearned, even ached for. You’ve tried to get this job for quite some time, but begin to lose hope you’ll ever get it.

Then, one day, you get a call. A glorious, out-of-the-blue call. That’s right, you got the job!

You are shocked, but overjoyed with the news. You’re nervous for the new journey, but you feel ready and confident to take the leap.

As you begin the job, you realize it is far more demanding than you ever imagined. Of course, you knew going into it there would be challenges, but they now seem beyond your capabilities.

The confidence you once had has nearly diminished. You doubt yourself daily, maybe even hourly. You start to question why you were chosen for this job.

This was my experience after adopting our darling daughter, Brynn. I wanted to be a mother as long as I…

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They said that comparison is the thief of all joy – they were right.

One of my all-time biggest pet peeves is when my husband pulls the comparison card on me, especially when it comes to parenting. I love him with everything that I am, but in the moment that he starts in on “so and so does it this way, and said that we’re doing this wrong”, I think my brain just explodes, all reason leaves the room and I turn into a shrieking deranged harpy. I’m actually legitimately scared he’ll video tape my reaction one day, for posterity’s sake, and force me to watch it before he tucks it away for future generations of husbands as a cautionary tale on what marriage is truly like.  See honey, I know I’m crazy!

But what I’ve come to realize very recently, you know in my moments of deep self-reflection (usually when I have three seconds to pee by myself before my toddler bursts into the bathroom), is that I think I react this…

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Anxious Toddlers & Low-Key is Birthdays

My daughter will be turning 2 on the 25th. I’m mystified that my baby is growing so quickly. She woke up last week and just started opening doors and saying full blown sentences. With her big day approaching, we had to make a decision on a whether or not to have a party.

We had a party for her 1st birthday. We set up Peppa Pig balloons and decorations at a local community center, and a good amount of people and kids showed up to celebrate our little girl. I quickly noticed how uncomfortable she was. She would only let 2 or 3 people interact with her, and she didn’t smile much. She just seemed very nervous.

I knew she wasn’t a big fan of people, but it wasn’t until the party that I considered that she could have anxiety. My son has shown a fair amount of signs anxiety…

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Why I Love Jesus: Guest Post

In this Guest Post Nicole opens up about faith in the face of 'failure' and letting a loved one go, knowing the Lord is with them even if they chose not to see Him, among other things.

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Gaslighting – my best friends Abusive partner uses suicide as a control tactic.

Mum. That's a Bad Word!

Trigger warning – abuse mentioned*

‘Remember me when I’m gone’

This is the message she got when she went out with her best friend with a photo of him holding a knife to his wrist.

Threatening suicide became his favourite control tactic and it worked.

He searched over 11 local clubs and bars that night to find her, searching for her knowing she was with her best friend but he didn’t care instead he blew up her phone with calls and messages threatening suicide and threatening to fuck up anyone she was with.

She was completely faithful to him even through the constant abuse but that didn’t stop him from accusing her of cheating every day when she walked in the door.

Cheating on him with her boss, her customers, her friends husband, people who looked at her or who she was polite to, cheating on him with her own…

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Traveling with Toddlers: Miami Beach

Sharing for all the beautiful photos 🙂

Miami, Miami, Miami. What a trip, what a place, what a good time. Honestly, I think coming back to Canada’s below freezing weather is going to do me in, but at least I get to come back with a tan (sunburn)!

Now, this vacation was, in fact, not much of a vacation at all. Why do I say this? Well,it’ssimple really – vacation used to mean lounging on the beach, under an umbrella, reading a book for about 8 hours of the work day while my husband ran around playing volleyball (because godforbid,he sits still for 5 minutes and boredomensues). Vacation now involves jam packing everysingle day with fun-filled activities so that my toddler is entertained (because godforbid,he sits still for 5 minutes and boredomensues). Needless to say, I’m not at work… butit’sall stillwork. However, major upside to a family vacation? I get to see and do SO MUCH more…

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Unique Love; A Guest Post

Messy Mama

Kiersty came into my blogging journey right at the beginning. From the start, she was supportive and kind. Although miles apart, I found a friend in Kiersty. We were both navigating through this blogging world and discovering our individual paths, together. Her words have inspired me and her encouragement keeps me motivated. She is an amazing mother of three adorable little girls and she is a talented writer. In her blog, Caffeine, Chaos, and Grace , Kiersty takes on the chaos of motherhood with coffee in hand. In her guest post, she gets personal with a letter to her children.

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Unique Love: An Open Letter to My Children

When I had my first daughter all I could think about was how much love filled my heart because of this one little human. I was sure no other…

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To My Chicken, Whom I Prayed So Hard For: Guest Post

"When I found out I was pregnant with our third baby, I prayed and prayed every single day that it was a girl."

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My children aren’t perfect- and I don’t want them to be — Mom of three and a Fire Wife

I have three children ages 17 months, almost 4 and just turned 9. Not one of them is perfect. They are messy, they are sassy and mouthy to myself and each other. They hardly every clean up after themselves and most often than not, they forget to say please and thank you. My children aren’t […]… Continue reading My children aren’t perfect- and I don’t want them to be — Mom of three and a Fire Wife

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An Open Letter to My Daughter’s First Love: Guest Post

"I am ready to be my daughters biggest advocate and her greatest defender. "