Note from Hannah This is my sister-in-law Hillary, her husband, Nathan, and their son Solomon. Nathan is an active duty Navy Pilot so they understand what it's like to live a life of unpredictability. After four moves in four years and Nathan's first deployment approaching, I asked Hillary to share some of the wisdom she... Continue Reading →

I know, I know, it's been way too long, It wasn't until I sat down to write this post that I realized how much I miss this. But I wanted to give everyone a brief update of the goings on in our house of blondes. First, as I mentioned in this post we are in a... Continue Reading →

this post contains affiliate links and I may be compensated for any purchases made through them In a previous post I mentioned that we recently moved back to Oklahoma to be near family and we are in a temporary housing situation, more specifically, living in my parents' RV in their driveway. We went this route to... Continue Reading →

Ever find yourself struggling to keep your head above water in your spiritual walk? I often find myself in such a position and find I learn something new everytime.

It was happening again. I could hear my words and knew, even as I was saying them, I was hurting my children. Not only were they words meant to tear them down, they were in the loudest, most angry tone I could muster. In one moment, I became the one thing I swore I'd never... Continue Reading →

I often find myself living under the shadow of failure and guilt. It's a hard feeling to shake, but not impossible.

Mornings with little can be hard. They are even harder when your spouse has to sleep. But I've figured out a few survival tricks.

The tagline of this blog is "Real Mom. Real Kids. Real Life." I intentionally chose the word "real" because I wanted to keep myself accountable and refrain from creating this picture of a mom who has it all together. I didn't want you imagining me standing in the kitchen with my hair fixed pretty and... Continue Reading →

"You need to wait for Mommy to finish." "Not right now sweetheart, maybe later." "Wait for your turn." I feel like a broken record saying some version of these sentences over and over all day long. Our kids don't like waiting. And I can't say I blame them. How many times when calling a doctor... Continue Reading →

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