A mother’s hands gently Holds little baby for the first time; Pure, precious, perfect and fragile!
” you will always be Number 1″ My little boy says. His little eyes say it’s true But I know It’s a “lie” A naive lie Until “she” appears. Susan McMillan For my little boy
When we had our little ones just like any other parent, our hearts raced towards getting our space child proofed. We wanted to make sure nothing was a danger for them around. We got those electrical plugs, baby gates, baby monitors and on as y’all may know if you have ever taken this route. That…… Continue reading Childproofing our homes
My little Michele Grace has beautiful hair; it’s between curly and wavy. It’s honestly perfect and I can rightly say the most beautiful hair I have ever seen (not to mention that this is my daughter). So yes I do have the mama bias going on here. Despite how beautiful my baby’s hair is, the…… Continue reading Joyful curls(little mama)
Like winter, summer has its extremes that leave us wanting to stay indoors with a good book. It gets interesting when you have little ones that are excited about doing more. We homeschool our babies which means we pretty much do school all year round with breaks here and there as needed. Not to brag…… Continue reading Kids summer reads
My heart hurts for a baby bearing a cold world without a mother to keep them warm. Water instead of milk little baby feeds a simple need for every child a privilege it becomes as hunger strikes hard. Bare bones becomes the sketch of a baby we hope will grow. Susan McMillan
To be a mother Is to experience joy; At least for me It is loving; unconditionally It is putting others before myself It is saying an honest prayer; Desiring to be answered It is crying; Not just for me It is laughing from the heart; With moments I hope to keep It is a beautiful…… Continue reading A mother
Her hands… Gently folded to say a prayer Quickly fixed for you Stitches they made Bread they made The ground they cultivated Tears they wiped The unsung hands of a mother! Those hands guided Those hands cared Those hands held They did… The unsung hands of a mother! A little harder they tried A little…… Continue reading Hands unsung!
This Friday, our little girl will be turning 6 and our oldest will turn 8 in April. It’s been beautiful watching our little ones grow year after year. Even though it’s filled with a lot of emotions, I have sought to be as intentional as I can possibly be; I don’t want to miss a…… Continue reading My children.
I always say to my beloved husband that “motherhood is a sanctification process for me”. It has clearly exposed the sinful nature of my inner being; I need Christ now more than ever! On the other hand though, I continue to experience beauty from so many little things that come in “my little wrapped up package…… Continue reading On being a mother…..