Reading Time: 6 minutes For those familiar with our breastfeeding journey, you already know that we experienced some challenges breastfeeding with our first son Peanut. Our second son, Pickle, is now two months old. I wish I could tell you that this time our breastfeeding journey was easier, but in some ways it was even harder. I am sharing the details of our personal struggles to let other women know that you are not alone, it is ok, and no matter what, you are an amazing mother.
Reading Time: 3 minutes Now that the holidays are over, you would expect things to slow down around here but that is not the case. We have officially reached 35 weeks with Baby #2 (we will call him “Pickle” today and see how it feels), and there is still quite a bit to do to prepare for his arrival.
Reading Time: 3 minutes My husband and I are Christians, meaning we are followers of Christ Jesus and strive to live according to His teachings. We both grew up in Christian households that shared similar foundational principles and, as a result, our beliefs have shaped our worldview, guide our thought processes, and influence our actions on a daily basis.
Reading Time: 2 minutes About two weeks ago, our little Peanut celebrated his 1st birthday. He is not really a little Peanut anymore. He is such a big boy now in many ways. He wants to feed himself, he is playing with toys more intentionally, he will find his favorite books for us read, and he loves to talk!
Reading Time: 4 minutes We need to stand firm against hatred, fear, and intolerance. We need to stand for justice, equality, and freedom. However, remember that the world, the country, and our children are watching. We need to resist the temptation to return hatred for hatred, violence for violence, fear for fear. If we behave as they do and commit our own acts of violence against them, we become no better than the very groups we condemn.
We need to rise above knee-jerk, anger-filled reactions. The emotional response of anger itself is not necessarily wrong, but anger needs to be controlled or it will control us. We need to take the high road. Hard though it will be, we need to show compassion for hatred, peace instead of violence, love and unity in response to fear and division. Let us put aside arrogance and superiority, and start to esteem others as equals. Let us win with our words and actions, through our voices and our votes. Let how we respond lift up those who are downtrodden, encourage the discouraged, seek true justice, and show mercy towards the poor and vulnerable.
Our children are watching.
Reading Time: 13 minutes My husband and I love camping! We usually camp on our own or with family and friends a few times a year. We also usually camp twice a year with our church’s Pathfinder Club. When our little one arrived last August, we knew that he would start camping with us pretty quickly. We want him to
Reading Time: 5 minutes One thing I love about being a mom is spending time with my little Peanut. We are still very early in our relationship, so we are in the interesting stage of creating routines and family traditions.
Reading Time: 9 minutes When you are eagerly awaiting the arrival of your first child, there are many things that you anticipate and mentally prepare yourself for: sleepless nights, dirty diapers, cries and giggles, spit up and smiles, and so much more. In the first six months after our little one’s birth, I discovered a few very interesting things
Reading Time: 14 minutes Disclosure: Some of the links above are affiliate link, meaning that, at no additional cost to you, I earn a commission when you click through and make a purchase. I use these products myself on a daily basis. Thanks for supporting the brands that support this blog. Almost five months ago, our little Peanut was born.
Reading Time: 5 minutes Our little Peanut is two months old. It is amazing how fast time flies when you are caring for a newborn, even though there are moments in the middle of the night when it may seem like the baby never falls back asleep. Here are a few tips to help new parents not just survive