Welcome to Monthly Link Love – in which I share some fabulous finds from the blogosphere!
This Friday night, she is hosting a Twitter party in honor of her book release. I along with two other gals are going to be co-hosting with her.
Join us this Friday at 9PM (EST) on Twitter. If this is your first Twitter party, simply open up tweetchat.com or tchat.io, sign in with Twitter, and then plug in the #JourneyThroughDeployment hashtag to pull up all of the tweets and follow along! (If you use HootSuite, here is an awesome tutorial on how to use HootSuite for a Twitter party!)
During the party, we will be discussing many aspects of deployment, and there will also be some amazing giveaways.
Enter your Twitter information over on Singing Through The Rain to be entered to win a DoTerra Essential Oils kit!
I hope to see you on Twitter on Friday night!
Motherhood is hard – anyone who says differently is selling something.
There are hard days, rough days, tired days – and I’ve had my share of those.
But then there are days where your mommy spirit sinks so low that you throw in the towel and call it quits. Like, for real.
Yesterday was that day for me. I was done. I had had it. I had spiraled out of control, and I just gave up.
Ezra is going through another difficult phase. I don’t know why these happen – I just chalk it up to some inexplicable struggle he has with growing up. During these phases, he doesn’t sleep well, he fights us constantly, he pushes every button I have (non-stop), and if you can think of a negative behavior to be acted out by a child – well, he’s done it.
I’ve tried everything. Harsh discipline, gentle discipline, keeping him in his room all day, sending him to daycare (and having to pick him up after two hours because even they couldn’t handle him), giving him extra love and attention, rocking him every night, begging, yelling, crying, whispering, discussing, bargaining, time-outs, losing privileges, bribing, rewards, behavior charts, making deals, asking friends for advice, trying things off of the internet that never work. I’ve become desperate and then some.
He’s simply non-compliant.
And with each passing day of this (it’s been a little over a week now), my tolerance level has fallen and the anger within me has risen to off-the-chart levels.
I became a mother that I barely recognize, who is definitely not the mother I want to be. Continue reading
This is post #5 in a blog series entitled At-home preschool resources for the very tired, non-creative, really busy mom. You can view all of the posts in the series here.
YouTube might not be the first resource that pops into your mind when you think of homeschooling or preschool, but I have found it to be an amazing resource for all sorts of educational fun!
You can find just about anything on YouTube, which in this case, means letters, numbers, phonics, story times, finger plays, kids songs, and so much more. Here are some of our favorite playlists: Continue reading
This is post #4 in a blog series entitled At-home preschool resources for the very tired, non-creative, really busy mom. You can view all of the posts in the series here.
It’s no secret that my son watches a lot of TV. It has been one of my biggest concerns about his development and a huge guilt-stressor for me. But the older he gets the more I can see that it has been necessary for me as his mom (considering my health problems) and helping fill the gaps in entertaining him as he struggles with being alone and playing independently.
I firmly believe that Ezra is totally okay, even though he watches more than the recommended amount of TV. I also believe that Netflix is the best $8.99 we spend each month, hands down.
While Ezra doesn’t always watch educational shows, I would say that the bulk of what he watches and has watched over the course of his lifetime has been educational.
Right now there’s a donut party going on at the children’s museum, free swim lessons being held at the pool, parks in our town we still haven’t visited, paved greenways calling out to mock my faithful fitness goals, and a gym membership I haven’t used in weeks.
I think it’s both the benefit and the curse of living in a bigger town. Opportunity is abounding.
Instead, we are here.
I yelled at him, then went back inside, slamming the door on the way.
Then I went up back to our bedroom and sent him a text message that said, “Sorry for yelling. Just really tired. Should have gone to bed earlier last night.”
It was 6:30AM and he wanted my help with the trash and all I wanted to do was to go back to bed.
We stayed up late – way too late – last night. Watching TV together, cuddling, being one. It was much needed. I kept seeing the time tick on but we needed this time. I knew the morning was going to be less than fun but I put those thoughts out of my mind and reveled in being with him and doing things we enjoy.
We talked about our sex life and why it’s okay we might do things different from other couples and why it works for us.
We watched a TV show where two couples got married. The one wrote vows in which they promised “to love each other, even when we hate each other.”
I think if more couples entered marriage saying vows like that, more couples would stay married. Continue reading
I am so excited to have finally reached my 500th post here on Beautiful In His Time!
I thought I would take this time to showcase my top 10 posts. I normally share the top posts of each year at then end of each year, but I continue to find it incredibly fascinating what posts from previous years remain in the top.
Maybe you are a new follower or maybe this is your first time here. Either way this list will give you a pretty good idea what you can expect to find here – which is a little bit of everything!
And now, in order from least popular to most popular…my top 10 posts out of the first 500! Continue reading
Sometimes it feels like our transition out of the Army is going to take forever. We got out and then we needed to find a new job and a new home and then we moved to NC but then there was a lot of other stuff to take care of. Like healthcare and life insurance, a disability claim, caregiver benefits, vocational rehabilitation benefits, and making sure that Russ doesn’t have sleep apnea or neurological problems (he doesn’t). Now, we are currently working with the VA about education benefits and looking into both short-term and longer-term career options for my husband who is having to start completely over, both vocationally and educationally.
In all of this there has been paperwork, appointments, tense discussions, more paperwork, and a lot of big scary grown-up decisions to make.
I’m not complaining, because the fact that we have access to a system that is taking amazingly good care of our needs as a family is worth it. But it’s been…well, like I said – grown-up stuff that we have had to take care of and sometimes that’s very overwhelming when there is severe anxiety going on and a 3-year-old boy underfoot. Continue reading
I breathe in and exhale. I do it multiple times a day, whenever I feel the heart racing too quickly or my body tensing up. I’ve learned that the physical reaction to stress comes first – and disarming it is the key to true relaxation and dealing with the mental and emotional ramifications.
Sometimes I exhale the stress of a moment. Other times I exhale the stress of a lifetime.
I’m learning that recovery is a long process, and that I have to be easy on myself. Whitespace means not even reading a book, not even trying to process things mentally, just giving myself a break. Exhaling.
I have six months to go of whitespace and I already want to renew this word again for next year. I am a better person for letting go, cooking less, stressing less, blogging less, doing less, being less.
I am a better person for breathing more, resting more, relaxing more, healing more, giving myself more,…exhaling more.
For a long time I’ve been frantic to get to a place of wholeness. I want to be better and I want it now. I’ve learned that it simply isn’t that easy.
So for today, I’ll settle for resting. For whitespace. For exhaling.
Linking up today with Lisa Jo Baker for Five Minute Friday. Bloggers are given a writing prompt (topic) and told to write for five minutes. “No editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.” Today’s topic is “Exhale.”
This is post #3 in a blog series entitled At-home preschool resources for the very tired, non-creative, really busy mom. You can view all of the posts in the series here.
I have a confession. I’m a bit of a children’s book buying addict. Whenever I venture into a consignment sale, Goodwill, or Once Upon a Child, I will invariably walk out with a stack of children’s books purchased at far below their value. I now have gathered quite the collection of books that I use on a regular basis to teach Ezra basic concepts at home. Continue reading
There’s a purple home-burnt mix CD that I keep in my car. Scrawled in permanent marker are the words “See Me Through” – the title of the first song on the CD. It’s that CD I put in when I’m angry, frustrated, hurt, annoyed, or just tired of being married. It’s been there since our very first year of marriage, and it has seen me through many ups and downs and fights and hurts.
On the CD are songs that mean things to me and Russ, songs that remind me that this love is worth fighting for, songs that make me feel like we can get through whatever we are going through. Sometimes music can be such a therapeutic tool to process our negative emotions and be encouraged about the future.
Here’s a list of some songs that I hope will encourage you wherever you are in your marriage.
Right now I’m hungry, sunburnt, craving a nap and a cup of coffee (not necessarily in that order), and a little bit cranky and irritable.
I haven’t written in about a week and didn’t even realize it. And then it hit me and I got the urge and itch to let my fingers fly across the keyboard and just say something…ANYTHING… I can’t seem to formulate a decent string of thoughts, let alone anything worthy of an entire post. So for now, here’s some randomness.
1) Homemade chemical-free sunscreen is for the birds…er…the lobsters. If you are human, you might want to use the stuff with chemicals that will actually keep you from looking like one.
2) While we are on that subject. Seriously…can we just STOP posting about how this, that, or the other thing is going to kill our children? Thank you very much.
3) There are no pictures on my walls even though I’ve lived here nearly three months and I’m totally okay with that…because…#whitespace. (Also, because when I hang pictures they are always crooked and drive me insane.) Continue reading
I was 21 and nervous. There were no signs or symptoms, no charts or basal body temps. I was just a girl who was late.
He was playing basketball on post, and I told him I was going to go grab some snacks. In reality, when I came out of that shoppette on Fort Hood, my first pregnancy test was hidden in the bottom of the bag. Somehow I snuck it into the house, under the bathroom sink.
I didn’t know anything about hCG levels or evaporation lines. I got the digital test. The one that spells out the word for you.
And six years ago, today, Wednesday June 18th, I found out I was pregnant.
I am starting this series here, because it’s where I started – not necessarily because I think it’s the best place to start.
It was through seeing posts on social media about tot-packs and preschool packs that I realized I wanted to start teaching Ezra things at home. I looked at the posts of others and said, “I could totally do that!”
Basically, a “tot-pack” (otherwise known as a “tot-book” or a “preschool pack”) is a themed preschool unit study on a certain topic that teaches the basics of letters, numbers, counting, colors, and shapes. The creators take the basic concepts and then use a common theme that preschoolers might enjoy to teach the content. Continue reading