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WHAT DID SHE JUST CALL ME?

In From The Heart

Once upon a time I was a blogger. Then God fulfilled the desires of my heart after a very long journey of faith and I became a mother.  And any free time I once had for blogging went out the door because now any free time I actually get goes straight toward cleaning, laundry, grocery shopping, growing my Young Living business, alternating two kids between two nap times, and oh yeah, showering…. which only happens on a good day.  And on a really really good day, I get to “sleep when the babies sleep.”  Can we all just admit that…

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HOW I BALANCE IT ALL AS A MOTHER.

In From The Heart, Oils

I’m completely laughing even writing that title of this blog post above because… well… I do NOT balance it all. At least gracefully… And if you were hoping to find that answer when you clicked over here, join me in giving permission to ourselves to… not need to balance it all. This picture of motherhood below may look glamorous, and I DO love this photo of this cute moment between she and I during our Christmas card photos (by Meredith Black), but in reality, I struggle just like any mom to balance it all (in fact, as  I type,  I’m…

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WELCOME HOME.

In From The Heart

So I have a confession to make. I keep trying to quit photography. Gulp.  I have feared sharing that publicly for fear of sounding ungrateful because I know clients will read this, and I know on the other side of this computer screen is someone who would love to quit their day job to be able to have a photography business. And I’m sorry if I have made you roll your eyes, my intention is to not appear ungrateful. But my intention is to be truthful to you that being an artist who also has to wear an entrepreneur hat,…

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SHARING HEARTS AROUND THE TABLE.

In From The Heart, My Journey To Motherhood

Last night a church women’s gathering, I sat around a table with other wives and the question “Who here has kids?” came up naturally.  One by one each answered, each mothers, one next to me just found out she was pregnant with her second, one across the table blurting out her husband wanted more but she dreaded going through pregnancy again because her first labor had complications.  Then there was me. A year ago, I would have bolted at the first sign of that question.  I would have quietly got up from the table and ran to the bathroom to…

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