Join The Great Community of Sweepers

Christy Fitzwater

I once heard a mom of littles say she thought she was a very good housekeeper, until their dog died and she realized it had actually been her keeping things clean under the kitchen table.

So I think we should talk about sweeping and how we need to do it every day. Even if we’ve been on vacation probably, because somehow you know the floor is going to get dirty while you’re gone.

I asked my 17-year-old son if I could have permission to talk about him and his cereal problem, which has to do with the kitchen floor, and he said, Sure.

Fatigue Is Not A Sin

Jessica Smartt

It's the same scene, on repeat.

It's 7:30 a.m., and I'm in bed. Still. The boys are watching TV. (One of the few shows we let them watch, but still...). The baby is snuggled up beside me, finally asleep after a night of gassy/poopy/hungry/who knows what.  I should be up making breakfast and combing hair (like all the other good moms I know) but I shut my eyes for *just a few more* minutes. I feel bad about it, but I'm Just. So. Tired.

All I Need is a Little Bit of Coffee and a Whole Lot of Jesus

misty krasawski

This phrase resurfaces once in awhile, and always makes me giggle. While we’re all certain theologically that we should be able to live without the coffee, daily experience tells me each morning as I pour a cup, that it’s better with it!

It’s still dark outside when the cream begins to swirl into the dark and the familiar scent makes its way to my sleepy nose, kittens purring and wrapping around my legs as I make my way gingerly to the living room in the still darkness. For many years, this has been my ritual, a nearly-each-and-every-morning sight reserved for the slowly rising sun as he peeks into the window and the occasional early rising child as he or she peeks around the hallway corner. One of the little boys used to sometimes wake very early and climb up onto the couch to join me, whispering, “You doin’ your Bible tuddy, mama?” It was such a habit that every time he saw me with a book, he asked the same question—even if it were a cookbook on my knee!

Finding time to spend with God can be a challenge, can’t it?

5 Ways to Fall Back in Love With Your Husband

5 Ways to Fall Back in Love With Your Husband

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Faith, The BetterMom Updates, Marriage/Relationships

I was sitting in a hotel room on a king-sized bed at a conference.

I was sitting there alone, not minding being alone, wishing that I missed him.

Wishing I missed the man I’d been married to for eleven years and forgetting what the touch of his hand felt like. His calloused, farm-boy hand, the one that found me across the duvet those three years I relapsed into anorexia and sleeping pills, the one which fed me ice chips as I birthed two miracle boys, the one which always gave me the first strawberry of the season from our garden.

And I crawled onto the king-sized mattress then, stretched out across the miles of bed and cried.

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