Showing posts with label motivation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label motivation. Show all posts

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Really Being There

As a mom, I often think about the way I act around Emory. 

One thing that is always forefront in my mind is really being there when we are together. Not just letting her play alone or being on my phone while she plays, but really being there...in the moment, with her, interacting with her, focusing on her. I don't want to look back and regret that I spent too much time texting or playing on Facebook/Instagram/etc. 

Sometimes I catch some flack from family and friends for taking forever to respond to text messages or return calls. And I am working on it, but I never want to be glued to my phone. My moments with Emory are way too important for that. I've tried to stick to a schedule of only getting on social media at nap times and at nighttime. 

Emory at two days old. 

I'm not a perfect mom and I certainly have my moments where I take these days for granted, but I'm really putting effort into loving every single moment. It goes by too fast...so cliche, but so true. 

I challenge y'all to take a look at yourself and make sure that you are putting effort into really being there, whether it's with your kids, your spouse, or your family. Think about what your biggest distractions are (cell phone, tv, computer) and work to make sure that they take a backseat to people and love and living life. 


Monday, July 8, 2013

For Every Mom

Dear new mom, old mom, biological mom, adoptive mom, mom of one, mom of multiples...


Dear every mom...

They say do this. Do that. Don't do this. Don't do that. Do a natural birth. Get an epidural. Breastfeed. Use formula. Don't use a pacifier. Pacifies are lifesavers. It's bad to give a bottle early. Give a bottle right away so they get used to it. Don't pump for awhile or it'll increase your supply too much. Pump asap so that you can have a backup supply. Cloth diaper, you wasteful woman. Use disposable diapers, you hippie woman. Dreft detergent is the best for a baby. Any detergent is fine - dreft is overpriced. You better make your own baby food. It's much healthier. Store bought baby food is easier. Leave the baby in your room for 6 months. Put the baby in the crib quickly so they get used to it. Don't co-sleep with your baby. Co-sleeping is good for the baby. Absolutely do not start solids until 6 months. And you must start with rice cereal. You can start solids at 4 months and skip rice cereal. Don't hold your baby too much, you'll spoil him/her. You can't spoil a newborn baby, so hold them as much as you want. You better vaccinate or you will get every kid in America sick. Don't vaccinate unless you want to harm your child. When you start solids do veggies first. Fruit first. Mix them together. Eat a bite first. Don't use a spoon. Use a spoon. Do it for breakfast. Not breakfast, lunch. Not lunch, dinner. DO THIS. NO, DON'T DO THAT, DO THIS!!!

And the list goes on and on and on.

But mommy, what I want to say is...YOU were created to be your baby's mother. God knit your baby together, knowing that this was your baby, perfectly designed for one another, created to live together. You know your baby best. You know your life best. Only you can make the best decision for you and your baby. Yes, dear mother, research. Ask around. Talk to people. Educate yourself. Google. But when all that is over, make a decision that is yours...for you and for your baby. If you want to breastfeed when some people tell you that's weird, do it anyway. If you think store bought baby food is just fine, use it. Try not to compare yourself so much to what other moms are doing. Try not to feel guilty if you aren't doing something that someone else says is "better." Do what you need to do. Let go of the mommy guilt, as much as you can.

Because honestly, at the end of the day, your baby needs love and needs you. So who cares what diapers they have on or what baby food you started with? Give love, snuggles, hugs, cuddles, laughs, and kisses in abundance.

And mommy, you are doing a great job!! You are a great mother. You were made to do this. That is one lucky baby to have you as a mother. Way to go!

*inspired by a comment my dear friend Beth Ann left me : )
*picture via Lindsey Caroon Photgraphy


Monday, June 3, 2013

Who Do You Want Them to Be?

Since having Emory, I am so much more conscious of what I'm saying and doing. We actually talked about this at church the other day - who you are affects who they (your children) will be. It's not who you wish you were or who you are trying to be, it's who you are. It's the way that you speak and act to them daily that counts.


You can't try to teach your child to be patient, yet not show any patience to them. The same goes for sharing, kindness, giving, loving, etc. You can't bring a child to church on Sundays, but not live a Christ-like life at home and expect them to get it. It's the way that we live, the words that we say, the actions that we do - that's what matters. That's what our children will look to and learn from. 

I started thinking about it a lot the other day after church. Am I portraying all the things that I want Emory to be? It's scary sometimes raising a child. When I lose my patience, I am embarrassed at the way I act in front of her. The same goes for when I get angry, when I gossip, etc. I feel like I'm failing at being a good example for her. I'm so thankful that I don't have to be perfect. Jesus requests repentance, not perfection.

I never knew how much being a mom would grow me as a person in so many ways. I just want so much for Emory. Most of all, I want her to love the Lord. In doing that, I feel like all the other things I want for her will follow - to be kind, to love others, to give, to forgive, to live simply, to be hardworking. 


Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Sometimes the Tears Fall

A lot of nurses are big on never letting a patient make them cry. It's actually quoted a lot in the ER where I work. Almost like a "don't let them see you cry" type thing, like a sign of weakness, a sign that you can't handle it.

I'll be honest - I don't do so well with that. I tear up with/for my patients a lot, especially when it's a death and family is involved. When they cry, it's hard for me not to cry. I can't lie and say that I haven't gotten "a hardened heart" to some degree, because I don't get that way about every patient, every tragedy, every death. But there are always patients and families that get to me. Honestly, I'm not ashamed. I don't ever let it affect my work. The job always gets done. I love being an emotional person and I love that my heart is in the right place.

The reason I'm babbling on and on about this is because it happened again last night. My first time to cry at work since coming back after having Emory, which is pretty quick since I've only worked four shifts. : )

I got an ambulance patient last night, sent from the nursing home. An elderly man, unable to talk, permanently stuck in bed, with pressure ulcers and wounds everywhere. He was dirty and he didn't smell good. He looked miserable. Everyone kept saying that he was confused, that he didn't know what was going on. The nursing home said it, the paramedics said it. But when I went in there and started talking to him, he turned his eyes and he looked at me. He didn't say anything, he just really looked at me. I felt like his eyes were saying everything that he couldn't put into words, like he did understand, like he did know what was going on.

Trapped in your own body, with a working mind, but unable to talk. I think that has got to be one of the worst things. My heart just ached for him, even though even now I don't really know why.

You know the questions that I kept thinking? I wonder if he knows Jesus? Is it too late now? Is his mind too far gone now? Will he go to hell? Did anyone share the gospel with him when he was still mentally there?

Once we took him upstairs, I leaned up against the wall and I cried. I cried for how miserable he looked, how much pain he must be in, how sad it was that his family wasn't around, and how I didn't know where he would spend eternity. 

I pray that he is saved. Or that it's not too late. That he's still in there and Jesus can still work in his life.

And I thank God for reminding me how precious life is, how each moment really matters, how we should never take the time we have with someone for granted. One small word can plant a seed.


Friday, May 3, 2013

Still

I've been doing the #SheReadsTruth Bible study of Hosea for the last few days and I wanted to share a few parts of the devotional that left me breathless. 

"We run, we fall, we trip, we sin. He waits, stands, picks us up, and redeems us....despite all of our transgressions, He loves us anyway...the chasm of sin grows wider and we run faster, but our God changes not. He pursues us still...We are sinful, He is steadfast. We are fearful, He is faithful. We are broken, He binds up. We cherish idols, He cherishes us. His love and affection toward us do not change, no matter the depth of our sin."
(from #Shereadstruth Hosea Bible study)


Wow. This is so beautifully written and just makes me really see and feel the brokenness that I am and the way that God can make me whole. Ever since I had Emory, I can really feel even more how much God loves me. I cannot even put into words how much I love Emory - no matter what she does or how she acts. She's my daughter and that love is forever. And God loves me even more. More than that, which I can't even imagine, but more. More more more. I am His child and He cherishes me. ME, who did nothing to earn His love. Me. 

You are His child and He cherishes you. 


Monday, April 22, 2013

Stepping Out of My Comfort Zone

While I was pregnant, I had dreams of play dates with other moms - all of us chatting, playing, talking - learning from each other while our little babes played together.

The problem - most of my friends live in different cities. Of course it's always made me sad, but it's been even harder since I've been a mom. So I decided to do something about it. I got on Facebook and created a Mommy and Me group for the city where I live. Then I invited all the moms that I knew and asked them to invite their friends. 

So did it work? I'm happy to report that it has worked! We have officially had two play dates. What is super amazing/weird is that one of the girls that has been coming to the play dates is someone that I met through blogging! How cool is that?! It was definitely perfect timing with God introducing us now. She has the cutest little girl (you can check out her blog here) and has been a great source of information and support to me already! 


I wrote all of this to basically say, whatever it is that you need to do or want to do, just DO IT! I have been thinking about this for weeks and I finally decided to just do it. I felt a little silly. I mean, who makes a Facebook group to meet people?! What do I know about scheduling play dates through the internet? But hey, it was all that I could think of to work with...and it worked! I was nervous to meet up with people that I had never even talked to before. I kept thinking, "What if we don't have anything to talk about?" There were so many things that made me second guess doing it, but I'm so glad that I didn't. 

Face your fears. Be strong. Just do it. As long as your "it" is something good and positive, that is. : ) 


Friday, April 19, 2013

The Weight of This World

I turn on the tv and see tragedy. I open the newspaper and read about death and hate. I log into Facebook and see sadness and despair. It is everywhere. Loss, crime, terror, tears, sickness, death, intolerance. I can't escape it. I look right, left, up, down...and it's always there. Someone is dying, a bomb explodes, a child is sick, people are doing horrible things. 

I look at my daughter. My beautiful, sweet, innocent, pure daughter. She doesn't know anything about death or sadness, about loss or tragedy. Tears burn my eyes. I don't ever want her to know the hurt of this world. I don't want her to experience the bad, to come to realize that people knowingly and willingly do bad things. But it is inevitable for her to be hurt. Inevitable for her to come to know that bad does exist. 

I ask God why. I want to know. Why does it have to be this way? Why are people so lost? Why can't they see You? I don't get the answer that I want. I won't ever be able to really understand the "why's" while I'm here. My mind can't fathom it, other than that I know it has to be this way. Because of Satan, because of sin, because we are lost. But it doesn't make it easier to know. 

He tells me to take comfort. Pray. Hope. Believe. Trust. Love. He could change it all in a second, but He won't. It is our choice, our will. We have chosen. But He says do not be afraid. Love wins. Good prevails. HE prevails. HE wins. All is not lost. He knew it would happen this way.

So I hold my daughter. Tightly. And I know that I must teach her to love, trust, and believe. To take time to see the good. Always look for the good. To not get jaded by the world and its hurt. I will teach her that it's okay to not understand why it all happens. 

Amid all the tragedy, I look at my daughter and I smile. God is here. God is good. 



Friday, April 12, 2013

Letting Social Media Go

Lately God has really been convicting me on the amount of time that I spend on social media.

It all started after I had Emory. I was breastfeeding and sitting with a lot of time on my hands, especially at night when I didn't want to talk or do anything that would encourage her that it was time to get up. So I downloaded the apps that I had deleted awhile back...Facebook and Twitter. I even downloaded Vine, though no one really posts much on it. And so that's what I did while Emory nursed.

Two weeks ago, E started sleeping through the night. So I didn't really have any reason to be on these apps all the time. But I still was. I was pulling them up constantly...while nursing during the day, eating, watching tv, etc. It was ridiculous really. And honestly a lot of what I was reading/seeing was negative. Lots of complaints, tons of griping, ranting, gossiping, cussing, etc. Definitely not things that need to be going into my mind and into my heart. A lot of it is about pride, too...seeing how many likes, comments, tweets, etc I get.


And then there was the whole lack of bible reading, praying, quiet time, etc. Oh, I made excuses for it. "But God, I just had a baby. I'm too busy. I'll get better as we get adjusted. I have a baby for goodness sakes!" 

So God really struck me with the honesty of that: I had time for social media, but no time for Him. That is hard to confess, but it's true. That's the ugliness of my heart. I was more interested in what everyone else was doing than in what God wanted to be doing with me. He kept sneaking that into my thoughts, really convicting me on my actions. I would pray every night to raise Emory to love Him, but what kind of example was I really setting for her? 

So I did it. 

A few days ago, I deleted my apps for everything except Instagram. (Hey, I can have one at least, right?!) And in all actuality I might delete it, too. It's on the bubble. I feel like I spend less time on it because it's quick to view and love/comment, but I'll see. I rarely have time to get on my computer, so not having the apps on my phone cuts out most of the problem. 

What am I doing instead now? Well during the day, I'm really cherishing my moments with Emory. Even during nursing, I sing to her, talk to her, look at her, enjoy her, pray over her. It's that whole cliche' "these moments go by too fast," except that it really is true...they do. In two months she has already changed so much. I just feel more focused on her and on what is going on now with us, instead of with other people. I pray a lot throughout the day, a little like one endless prayer, adding in bits here and there as I think of things. I read a lot to E from a children's storybook bible that we have and it really is good for my heart, too. I'm still struggling to get more bible time in, but it's a start and I'm determined to make it happen. 

I really want to put good and pure things into my mind so that they in turn come out of my heart and mouth. 

Now I just need to work on less tv. : )


Thursday, December 6, 2012

Giving

I don't know what it is about this year more than years past, but it seems like I have seen a ton of friends and bloggers doing acts of kindness...and I am really loving it. I think that we all tend to get a little more generous during the holiday season, but it's also easy to get busy and distracted. I love pulling up my Instagram/Facebook and seeing that someone has done something kind/giving for another person, that they may know or may not know. It makes me stop for a moment and remember what the holidays are all about...what life is all about...what Jesus is all about. 

I've seen people: leaving sweet notes/money/gift cards in random locations for a stranger to find, baking cookies for neighbors and dropping them off as a surprise, tipping waiters extra generously, donating toys/clothes to those in need, filling up shoe boxes of goodies for children, adopting a family and buying them gifts for Christmas, and so many other things. Some are big, some are little. Some are more expensive, some are pretty cheap. It doesn't really matter what is actually done, but it's just the fact that someone took time to go out of their way for someone else, especially in a society where we tend to think "me me me" all the time. 

So this is me, thanking you if you have done something like this, because you have inspired and motivated me. You have encouraged me. I want to do more, be more, give more, love more. Not just during the holidays, but all the time.

Leave a comment with something generous you've done this holiday season for someone. Don't think of it as bragging about it, because it's not. I'm asking you to tell me. Think of it as inspiration. 

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On a side note, this is the only Christmas tree that we have up so far. I'm so busy nesting for baby, that I'm totally not nesting for Christmas. At least there's something festive in the house. It's a start. 


Tuesday, October 23, 2012

On Waiting

Waiting is something that most of us don't like to do. It goes against our human nature of "now now now." After we had our miscarriage, I remember hearing this song and just being so moved by the words. I wanted to live out my faith like this song, to worship and trust the Lord regardless of anything, regardless of the fact that I was left waiting...waiting to get pregnant again, waiting for our turn for a baby, waiting for my heart to mend. 

Sometimes God does call us to wait, for reasons that we can't understand, but always for our own good. Instead of getting mad about it or thinking that the Lord isn't doing what is best, how awesome is it to think about waiting and trusting Him through whatever storm He is bringing you through. 


I love the way the song is so honest and true about the whole process, basically saying waiting is hard and it stinks, but I will chose to worship the Lord anyway. Through it all, I will be here waiting, hoping, trusting. And it's certainly not an easy thing to do, but it is a choice. We can choose to have this attitude, even when it's not in our nature. 

I've had a few friends going through some rough patches lately and this song popped back into my head. No matter what God is calling you to wait through, love Him anyway, trust Him anyway. Whether you're waiting for your soul mate, for your turn to have a baby, for a new job, etc...chose to serve Him at all times, through anything and everything, remaining hopeful and patient. He is more than worthy of our complete trust. 


Friday, June 15, 2012

My PSA

Friends...when you have a medical problem...

...Go to a doctor. 

Don't make excuses for why you might be having abdominal pain/chest pain/arm pain/blurry vision/etc. Don't try to explain it away by saying "I'm too young" or "It's probably nothing" or "It's just stress." Just make an appointment and see a doctor. Easy as pie, right?

We see TOO much stuff in the ER that ends badly, when people have been feeling the symptoms/problems for days, weeks and months. Then they end up having something serious that could have been less serious if it was caught earlier. 

Just like you, dad, who waited WEEKS to go see a doctor. And then needed open heart surgery. But I still love you. Promise. Just don't ever do that again. 

Sickness doesn't care how old or young you are. Really. It likes all ages. 

So from me (as a nurse) to all of y'all...when you feel bad, go see a doctor. 

I would appreciate that greatly. : )


And thank you, Lord, for weekends with nothing to do. 


Thursday, May 3, 2012

Something Everyone Should Do

Today we are going to have a little money chat. Ready...go. 

A lot of people email me and ask me how to make money off of their blog and how to start having paying sponsors. Well let me just say...I certainly don't have it all figured out. Believe me, when I start making millions off of this blog, I will let y'all know. 

In the meantime, here's something that I think EVERYONE with a blog should do...install Google AdSense. It is simple and easy to install, no fuss to maintain and free. Even if it only earns you $2.00 a month, that is free money from doing something that you love...and hopefully it will continue to build as your blog grows. And if you think "pshhhh, two dollars, that's silly," then just mail it to me each month and I will gladly accept it.

Go to your blog layout, click add a gadget, then find AdSense. 

As far as paying sponsors, my best advice would be to take those on only when you are committed to your blog and posting consistently. People are paying you and they expect something in return. It's not something to be taken lightly because it does require time and effort to keep up with sponsors and ensure that everyone is happy. I recommend doing a "trial" first by offering to allow people to sponsor your blog for free for a month or two, that way you can see how it works and if you are willing to maintain it. 

Now go forth and make money. The end. 


Sunday, April 29, 2012

Bearing Fruit

Something has been on my mind all day and I just wanted to share it here today. 

Your body will bear fruit that is a representation of what you are feeding it.

A lot of people use that wording when talking about eating healthy and working out, but I'm talking about spiritually. My actions, thoughts and words will reflect what I put into my body. And I want everything that I do to reflect Christ, so I need to feed my body with God's word, not worldly things. 


I'm committing myself to more Bible time, less tv time. We only get one life and I want to live mine for the Lord. When I die, I want to hear those precious words, "Well done, my good and faithful servant."


Thursday, April 12, 2012

Being Happy at Work

Unfortunately, working is a part of life. We need money to survive...and that means working or rich parents. There's really nothing that annoys me more than someone with a bad attitude while they work. Believe me, most days I'd rather sit at home and eat bon bons and watch Lifetime, but then who would pay for the cable bill and the air conditioning? 

I'm guilty of having a bad attitude at work sometimes, whether it's because I stayed up too late and I'm tired or a patient just really gets under my skin. But really, I am SO blessed. Blessed to even have a job, let alone one  indoors, in a safe environment, getting a nice paycheck every two weeks. Plus, lately I've been praying for God to help me "show Christ" in all that I do...and that includes work. 

Sometimes wearing headbands makes me happier...true story. 

Let's challenge ourselves to really be thankful for the jobs that we have, no matter what they are. If you have your dream job, don't take it for granted. If you are working towards your dream job or in school and have a part time job, be thankful for that extra income. Maybe your job is really not where you want to be, but you need the money...then find something about it to be grateful for, whether it's the income, your coworkers or the hours. If you really just can't find anything to be happy about with your job, then you definitely need to pray about it and ask God to lead you where you need to be and give you a positive attitude in the meantime. 

You know that person in your work/office who always has a great attitude? The one who never gets upset, never says a bad word about others and is always willing to go the extra mile? Yeah, I want to be that person.

Now who's going to help keep me accountable?


Sunday, November 27, 2011

The Lone Diner


Last night the hubs and I went on a date to Outback. 

Sidenote: that place is delicious. 

We definitely had a Bloomin' Onion! YUM!

Anyway. 

As we were waiting for our table, an elderly man in a huge cowboy hat struck up a random conversation with us, discussing the rainy weather, hunting (seeing as my hubs was in his camo jacket), and anything else that came to mind. He was so friendly and the light conversation definitely helped to pass the time. 

He got called to his table and we said our goodbyes. We assumed he was the first to arrive and was waiting for his family. We thought nothing else about it. A few minutes later, we were called to our table. Once we sat down, we noticed our sweet cowboy sitting in a little corner by himself, enjoying his dinner, looking completely content with life. 

And the truth is...he inspired me. I'll admit it, I'd never go eat anywhere by myself. I'm way too self-conscious and I would feel like people were thinking "oh that poor girl doesn't have any friends." And that is shameful, because who really cares what anyone else thinks? We don't know that man's story. Maybe his wife has passed, maybe his family was simply out of town, but regardless, the man wanted Outback and he went. 

And I want to be that carefree and brave. 


Would y'all go eat somewhere by yourself? If y'all do, I admire it!

Love, love!!

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Monday, November 14, 2011

Motivational Monday - In His Image


Another week is starting and we have so many opportunities to let our lights shine for God.

My goal this week is to really exemplify Christ in all of the things that I do. 

Yesterday our pastor made a pretty profound statement: if we say that we have been saved and that our hearts have been changed by God, then our lives MUST reflect that! We can't be living for God without a noticeable change in our behavior. The worldly behaviors that were once okay are no longer okay. Yes, we are going to sin and yes, we have forgiveness, but we should be seeking to be like Jesus in all that we do. 


Once we have been saved, God commands us to "put to death" our earthly nature, which includes greed, lust, sexual immorality, anger, filthy language and impurity. We must then "clothe ourselves" with compassion, kindness, humility and patience. In other words, we must be the image of Christ!!

Our pastor said it perfectly: we can't just be Christians on Sunday. We have to be Christians ALL the time. Exemplifying God ALL the time. We should surround ourselves with Godly things. Remember, the things that we do, watch, say and read directly impact our hearts and our nature. 

God is ALL powerful and is capable of relinquishing us from anything if we ask. He raised His son from the dead, don't y'all think that he can help us quit cussing, drinking, lusting, gossiping, etc?! He holds the world in His hands...He can do anything!!


This verse says it all...we have a NEW self when we are saved. We put our old self and our worldly ways to death and now we must strive to be like our Creator. 

As I go through my days, I want people to look, whisper, and point...to say "wow, there is just something different about her." I don't want to be like the world. I want to be like Christ. 

I pray for all of y'all, obviously not by name, but as bloggers and friends. If you are lost or confused, hurting or broken, there is a God who loves YOU, flaws and all. I'm always here to talk if y'all need something! I'd love to hear from y'all!

Love, love!