• Sunny

    If you’re looking for a light read, turn back now. We are hitting heavy with this one.

    Oh hey there, don’t you worry about me. The dark circles under my eyes are only proof that I’ve cried for a week straight. Also, the smile on my face isn’t fake, it’s just a validation that I can do hard things. I asked the Lord for a miracle. He delivered in ways that I’m still trying to understand and honestly, it’s going to take some extra courage and maybe even a major overhaul to figure it out, but I’m game. There isn’t anything in life that I’ve ever desired more than truth. However, when you are a truth digger things get dirty on a dime. It’s a hard lesson…

  • Charlotte

    Taking time out, even as Jesus.

    In our travels as a military family we moved into a congregation where I met a wonderful woman named Paula. We easily became good friends (and still are). During the time my family and I were there she served as the Relief Society (women’s organization) 1st Counselor, 2nd Counselor, and President. This service all happened back to back during a 6 year period. In this same time frame she worked full-time as a math professor at a local college and her husband worked full-time for a large company that frequently sent him to Asia to work with their subsidiaries. They worked very hard to help their 5 children graduate from…

  • Charlotte

    the Fragments: what we have to offer when things get hard

    Sometimes you just need to know that everything is going to be okay. Even, if you can change nothing. If things have gone all wrong, if you feel at your absolute worst, if it seems like your heart will never stop breaking. even if everything seems to fall apart around you…no matter what. No. Matter. What. Everything, is going to be okay! I’ve recently had a string of really hard life choices to make. Nothing made any decision, any easier. However, that never stopped me from searching for the magic pill! I mean, who wouldn’t want things to be easier?! Truthfully, there are still days when I feel like I…

  • Amy

    Be Kind, My Boy

    Maybe it was the ridiculous hour of the night (morning?).  Maybe it was the exhaustion of 3 weeks postpartum–there is really nothing like that kind of tired.  Maybe it was the discomfort of hooking myself up to a hospital-grade breast pump every 2 hours around the clock–in addition to then bottle-feeding–because I was convinced that was what “good” moms did.  Maybe it was the big feelings every time I looked at or touched or kissed my new little boy. Maybe (probably) it was all of those things put together. I was sitting on the floor in the living room of our cozy little apartment, attached in all my glory to…

  • Jill

    Who Am I?

    I turned 38 a couple of weeks ago. 38!!! It sent me into a mini mid-life crisis. I love the song “This is Me” from The Greatest Showman. I love the message and could listen to it on repeat till my kids scream! Over the past month I have more been pondering the line of the song that says, “this is who I’m meant to be, this is me!” It has got me thinking… WHO AM I?? In an earlier post I mentioned that I got married 2 weeks after I graduated from high school. After that I went to 2 years of college and got an Associate Degree from a…

  • Sunny

    Oh, you didn’t know? Me neither.

    I didn’t know that my friends descriptions of motherhood were true. They laughed as they spoke.  I sat shocked, hoping they were wrong.   I didn’t know my back side would get as big as my front side, while with child. Or that my feet would increase a full half size. I didn’t know the amount of food I would consume in one sitting.       Or the intense cravings calling for oranges and pickles and Mexican food.      I didn’t know the ferocity of my all consuming appetite. Or that it would just come right back UP, as I went DOWN with head in the toilet or in…

  • Charlotte

    Child Mapping: Investing in Your Child’s Future

    Child mapping is a unique way to plan for your child’s future. It involves knowing your child’s strengths, needs and future dreams. Most child mapping processes are used with children who have special needs, however, in my opinion all types of children can benefit from this type of life structure. This is NOT a quick fix for current issues or a replacement for proper assistance (like IEPs or professional therapy). Nor is this a guarantee that your child will hit the mark (like becoming President of the United States…). Finally, it’s NOT a way to control them or make them everything YOU wish you were (lets be real, they never…

  • Amy

    I will grow old for you, Mom

    I looked a little closer.  The lighting in my bathroom has never been great, so it was difficult to tell for sure…a gray hair?!  This was uncharted territory, and I was not sure how to process it. The wrinkles and bags under my eyes.  I am supposed to be ashamed, I should be investing in night creams and concealers.  Lasers and fillers and stuff I can’t pronounce. Things are sagging.  There is a general droopiness in my…everything.  I don’t look like the 30 year-old moms.  I am told this should bother me, I need to up my game and turn back the clock. Get trim.  Stay blonde.  Get toned. I…

  • Jill

    Bad things happen to good people and it SUCKS

    I have never been one to share my life on social media. I struggle even sharing the good, but for sure I don’t share the bad. I don’t want pity and I don’t want people to feel sorry for me. However, if by sharing my story it can help even ONE person, then it will be worth coming out of my comfort zone. This is a brief summary of some of the struggles I have had in my life. I probably could have written a book, but I will give you the short version! I feel like I’m about to address a support group: My name is Jill. I have…

  • Sunny

    Here is how I talk to my kids about sex and why you should do the same…

    Coming to the reality that it’s time to have “the talk” with your children is hard. It’s hard, because there is a piece of you acknowledging that your innocents are no longer in a space that is shielded by your warrior mommy bubble. You so delicately placed them there the instant they were born and promised to shield them from all the ugliness in the world. I mean, how do you even teach your littles about sex when you still so much want them to believe in Santa?!?! Four years ago, Matt and I started this unnerving journey with our oldest three children. Belle was 7 at the time and…