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 →
I grew up in Christian home attending a church that valued the Bible highly. As a result, I was continually reminded of the importance of reading, studying Scripture, and spending time in prayer. It's what many refer to as "Quiet Time". Over the years I've worked to establish the habit of reading the Bible daily... Continue Reading →
(Note: this post contains affiliate links. As an Amazon Associate, I may receive compensation for purchases made through this link) As a Christian mom, I often hear this question presented to more mature Christian women: "How can I make time for God during this season with little kids?" And often the woman asked give what... Continue Reading →
Once upon a time, a mother wearing real clothes and in full makeup was in the kitchen cooking dinner. The children were in the living room playing with puzzles and blocks. And just as the mom put the finishing touches on the beautiful, healthy dinner she had made from scratch, her husband came home from... Continue Reading →
Mundane is a common word in the world of homemaking. But have you ever thought about how using such a word could be damaging the way you view your role in the home?
WELCOME TO HOUSE OF BLONDES! Hello! I'm Hannah, saved by the grace of God and trying to live it out everyday. I am married to my childhood crush/highschool sweetheart Paul, who is an aircraft mechanic by trade. I am also the mom of 2 crazy boys, Paul Michael and Benjamin ages three and one, respectively.... Continue Reading →
It’s 5am and once again I wake with a jolt because I’m positive I hear the quick, raspy breath of my 3-year-old as he enters the room. I look around and hubby is just climbing in bed. “Maybe I’m just hearing things” I think to myself….But not long after Paul S. (Hubby) has settled in,... Continue Reading →