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Practicing self-care while caring for little ones.
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This season of life as a mom of three has put a lot of things (that I love dearly) on hold for me. One of those is writing. My passion for writing has not waned one bit - but my time has. This struggle, I have to admit, has caused me grief in many ways. Writing has always been therapeutic and a way for me to process the ups and downs of life. In the past, writing on current topics has allowed me to stay engaged with the culture and not feel so lost in the mundane of motherhood. I almost feel guilty calling motherhood “mundane,” because I think it is extraordinary and such a gift to be a mom. But anything practical and routine in our lives can easily be taken advantage of and that’s when the “mundane” begins to set in.

Lately, I have felt myself struggling emotionally and mentally. I recognized that I wasn’t processing and dealing with things in a healthy way. Instead of taking my thoughts captive and crying out to the Lord… I’ve been taking my thoughts and spilling them out to others, mainly my husband. I have the hardest time holding on to any negative emotion. If I experience something painful, it immediately comes out. Instead of a gluten intolerance, I guess you could say, I have a pain intolerance. And to be honest, I’m not sure I would have recognized this about myself so obviously until I learned my Enneagram number. I’m a type 7 - which is characteristically a type that avoids pain/negative emotions.

On the flip-side, in an effort to avoid negativity, I will wear myself out by chasing pleasure. And eventually be left disappointed, because nothing truly satisfies. It’s a vicious cycle - this pain-avoidant, pleasure-seeking life. Chasing pleasure leads to the pain of being disappointed and pain leads to more pleasure-seeking.

I don’t believe any personality test is an excuse to continue living in unhealthy ways; rather they are tools to help pinpoint blind spots for specific areas of growth. Mental health is such a stigma, especially amongst the Christian community. For some reason, there is a false belief that admitting that we can be mentally or emotionally unhealthy downplays the work of the Holy Spirit in our lives. Yet, not many would ever downplay the role of the Holy Spirit when we are physically unhealthy. The brain is an organ, just like our stomachs. And just as we take supplements to help with digestion, often we need supplements to help us mentally as well.

Now, I can tell you, I am definitely more of a naturalist when it comes to medicating myself. I will do almost anything to avoid taking a pill. Oils, counseling, writing/journaling, music therapy, meditation/prayer, etc. They may be more costly and time-consuming - but these have been my therapies of choice for battling stress and anxiety for the past ten years. Everyone is different and should be evaluated and treated based on what their bodies need.

The important thing is that we don’t ignore our bodies. Especially, as believers. We are vessels of the Holy Spirit and need to be healthy in order to carry out what the Lord has planned for us. When we’re not healthy, we are limited in what we can do.

I also don’t want to ignore the obvious - sometimes we are facing spiritual attack from the enemy. I can testify, that this has often been the case for Josh and I in ministry. Things will be going well, we will see God moving… and something will hit one or both of us out of nowhere. It can seem coincidental, until the pattern happens repeatedly. Our brains control every aspect of our human body - so of course, it will be the number one thing attacked. Just as someone in battle shields their hearts from danger - we must shield our minds.

And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise
— Philippians 4:8
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One of the more difficult things about being a stay-at-home/homeschooling mom is balancing self-care without neglecting my children. As the old saying goes, “You can’t take care of someone else, until you take care of yourself.” But the truth is - taking care of someone else leaves little time to take care of yourself. I’ve had to be intentional about finding ways to make self-care a priority.

I’ve seen a complete correlation between lack of exercise and increased anxiety - so I joined a gym. I’ve seen the benefits of using and diffusing natural oils - so I signed up as a Doterra member and recently switched to Young Living (they BOTH work!) Listening to podcasts, audio books and music throughout the day help a ton - so I joined Spotify. And lastly, finding time to do something that I love, every day, just for fun - today, I blogged.

These are small prices to pay for a healthy mind.

Many times, stay-at-home parenting can be isolating and lonely so there is a huge temptation to turn to social media/texting to quench that need for social interaction. Yet, catch me at the wrong moment and, it can stir up all sorts of unnecessary comparison, insecurity and discontent which only deepens the isolation and loneliness. Setting limits and boundaries on social media usage and making the time for more face-to-face, adult interaction (through bible studies, playdates, etc.)… has been crucial for healing.

But perhaps the most important way to practice self-care while also taking care of my children is choosing to study Scripture together. It helps to set our minds and hearts in the right direction for the day. We purchased The Jesus Storybook Bible last Christmas and it has been a great resource to start our mornings! When I focus my heart on the beautiful opportunity I have been given to train up theirs… there is no better reward or healing.


Rylee | Spring Mini Session

There is something about being in Alabama that makes me feel at home. We only lived there for three years and yet, each time I go back, I am flooded with the open sky and good memories. There is space to breathe and a slow pace of living that I always find refreshing. In my most recent visit, I was able to stay with a good friend of mine in her heirloom home and take some portraits of her little girl in the blooming azaleas. Children are probably my favorite to capture, because of the challenge it is! One of the easiest ways I've found to take portraits of small children, is by letting them play naturally and working to get those smiles and laughs. It was easy with Rylee because this was her "home." She loved picking berries and flowers and running down the dirt road. We were outside in the middle of the day, but the contrast in lighting really made for a beautiful scenery. This entire shoot took about 20 minutes - simple and quick - but now they can cherish these adorable portraits of her at this age forever. 

To the Distracted Mama
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It's crowded out there. And if you're like me, when it's crowded out there - it gets crowded in here too. In my heart, in my mind. I get sucked into the crowd and the busy and the doing and forget what the purpose is. I start functioning and living from a place of performance instead of a place of purpose.

I get distracted.

The truth is, the world doesn't stop moving for us mamas. It doesn't wait until our kids are sleeping through the night, or finally not sick, or potty-trained or not out-of-their-minds (which I've heard actually isn't curable). No, minus a few weeks post-birth when everyone brings you meals and wants to hold your baby (those were the best days of my life), the world expects you to keep operating at it's speed - you know, warp-speed - while still maintaining your role as wife, homemaker and/or working part or full-time. And well I'm sorry, mamas of the social media millennium, when you have communication at your fingertips there is just not a lot of grace for you, even on the friend-level. You must reply to every text, catch up on every Instagram photo, Snapchat video and attend all of your friend's virtual parties on Facebook (because they are making life easier for you by letting you be in your PJ's) while still managing to give your children some sort of a childhood. The kind where they don't end up sitting in front of a screen all day, you know, like you.

 Sigh.

I'm not saying that all distracted moms are sitting on their phones all day. Nah, I know that's not possible with children. But it's still there. And most likely, attached to your hip for any opportune moment to have a second to yourself. To "free your mind." When in actuality, it's really just distracting it more.

I know, because I am so much more guilty than I want to admit.

I don't know why I think that reading one more political post is going to help give me the patience I need, when in the very next moment my child is pouring cereal all over the floor. Or why following that super-model mom rocking her bikini body on Instagram is going to give me motivation, while I stare in the mirror feeling guilty that I skipped out on the gym again that morning. 

And this is just the kind of distracting stuff that happens "behind-the-scenes." There are tons of more opportunities for distraction, you know, when I actually get out of the house. 

I always set out with good intentions, and then end up living and functioning out of performance instead of purpose. Trying to live to "claim a spot" in this rat-race world, instead of resting in the one role that I never have to earn or try to be the best at. The one that Jesus came to die for.

My identity as a child of God. 

I have been redeemed from living a life of selfish ambition or vain conceit (Philippians 2:3-4). Worldly accolades mean nothing when compared with the surpassing value of knowing Jesus Christ as Savior (Philippians 3:7-8). I'm reminded that I can plan all I want to, but my ways are not His ways (Isaiah 55:8) and boasting in anything, apart from Christ, is arrogant and evil (James 4:15-16). 

These are the truths I have to remind myself daily. Before I am a mom, before I am a wife... I am His. And if I miss that, I will naturally keep striving to "perform" in the other two. 

Jesus offered a place for the weary and "burned-out" (burdened) in this world... with Him. 

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.
— Matthew 11:28

As I was tucking my little boy to bed tonight, he asked me (like he does every night) to lay down with him for two minutes. I looked at him and said, "Okay, baby," and then laid down beside him, stroking his soft, fine hair and asked, "You know why I do this, right?" He smiled gently and said, "Yeah... because you reeeally love me." :)

My precious boy knows what Jesus wants us to know... that because I love him so much, he can find rest in my embraceAnd in that moment, with all distractions aside, I knew I was doing something right.