You Know You Are Good Friends When

Well, I'm a little late with my post this week. But, I'm choosing Wednesday is GOOD ENOUGH, versus giving up on this little weekly blog post goal. On Sunday I was traveling from Dallas, Texas back to my home in good ol' Missouri with this gal. My husband flew me down there to visit one of my besties Lindsay as my birthday gift. He is awesome like that.

We had an amazing time just doing life together for a few days. My group of college girlfriends are a sweet gift from the Lord that I am constantly grateful for. Our time together inspired this little list.

You Know You Are Good Friends When...

1- You want your birthday present to be time together. Not super special time, just regular old pick your kids up from school and do the dishes everyday kind of time.

2-You NEVER stay up late anymore because you are officially old, but you string several late nights together.

3-You try really hard to avoid helping clean up their child's car sick vomit, but do it anyway because you love them too. Then you feel free to be honest and share your avoidance antics so you can both get a good hard laugh out of it.

4-You spend countless hours talking about saving money, making homemade everything, and end up visiting an Amish store because you just can't send her back to Texas without sharing your best deals.

5-You make dinner out a 3-4 hour long affair. We can never seem to run out of things to talk about.

6-You can share your ugly stuff and not be regretting sharing it later.

7-Your heart just cares about the same stuff and it makes you smile and stay up late and ignore your children as much as its possible. (Thank you amazing husbands!)

8-You get great joy in seeing your children play together, celebrate fall birthdays together, and in pictures together.

9-You come north to freeze on your children's fall break instead of staying in the blissfully still warm south.

10-You can't wait to share a neighborhood in heaven some day. And you have even more sweet friends that you can't wait to share it with too.

I've been through some rough friendship stuff in my life. I've done tears and change and I'm still growing. And through the hard I've never stopped being grateful that I found girlfriends like I did in college and that we are still journeying together today, even at a distance that sometimes requires an airplane.

Greener Grass or A Well Watered Garden

I have been staring at my computer for over twenty minutes, begging it to give me something. I toss around ideas for a few surface level posts. But, today it seems I have nothing to say.

I'm confused.

Jeremy and I are in a season of intense searching for what God has for us. And its not that God isn't working, I'm just not ready to share all the details.

Last night I sat in my van and I wept before the Lord.

(Because all mamas know the shower and your minivan parked in your own driveway are two of the places the Lord loves to work best, right?)

We were having a very honest chat about where he's brought us and where we are headed. I seem to know very little about the second.

But, the Lord didn't leave me alone. He gave me something.

Even though most of what I said to him involved ugly tears and asking the Spirit to intercede and communicate what I couldn't God gave me a picture. I am a super visual person. And what I saw was God planting my tears. And out of those tears over time beautiful flowers grew. Eventually, I know these tears will turn into a harvest of joy.

Now don't hear me wrong. I have no illusions that means those flowers will be exactly what I wanted to grow. It won't be everything working out exactly as I had hoped, planned, or even schemed. But, eventually there will be flowers.

God also brought this quote to my mind, "The grass isn't greener on the other side of the fence, the grass is greener where you water it." And so I'm begging God to water me! I took that quote and I began searching my Bible for a verse to communicate this picture.

And this one just seemed perfect.

"The Lord will guide you ALWAYS, he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scortched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a WELL-WATERED garden." Isaiah 58:11

A master gardner I am not.

Especially when it comes to flowers. I might be motivated enough to keep vegetable alive because I like to eat. But, flowers not so much. I kept my one hanging basket of flowers alive this summer and was pretty proud of myself. If I had to make a future house wish list it would include no flower beds. Their up keep just stresses me out.

The only way I am going to have beautiful flower beds is if I were to turn that job over to someone else. Someone I would probably have to pay. So you can just enjoy the bright yellow paint, because that ain't happening.

And the only way I'm getting flowers growing in this mess of my life is if God is the master gardner planting my tears.

Maybe what I need isn't the allure of greener grass, maybe what I need is to be a well-watered garden.

(On a random side note apparently there is a plant called "baby tears" which I discovered while trying to find an image for this post...maybe I need to plant some for my window as my visual reminder of what God is teaching me. I can actually somewhat keep house plants alive. ;)

A Letter to Myself on My First Day of Motherhood

This morning a beautiful little family was born. Two became three. I awoke to a text that a young couple in our church had delivered their baby in the night. And it got me thinking about a much younger me. I feel like I barely remember my 23 year old self holding 8 pounds 3 ounces of baby girl. God has taught me so much since then. And I thought about what I would tell myself about what lies ahead on this journey called motherhood. What would I say to myself on my first day as a mom?

Dear New Mama,

-You will survive breastfeeding. There will be tears. But your sheer determination and frugality will win. You will successfully breastfeed three children through their first year of life. (And bonus it will burn tons of calories!)

-You will sleep again...eventually. You think you can't survive sleep deprivation because you have always required a lot of sleep. It will be hard. Their will be nights when its time to go to bed and you will feel like you need to be ready to run a marathon because your second "day" is just beginning. You will be exhausted. But your husband will help and before you know it you will  have to get up for a bad dream or a puking child and you will realize how out of practice at the night shift you are.

-You were so afraid of your body completely falling apart and never working again after your amazing (insert total sarcasm here) birthing classes. Well, that was only half true. Your body will never be the same. You will bear the mark of childbirth on your body for all your days. But, you will heal. You will loose the weight (from all 3 babies!) and your husband will still think you are beautiful.

-You will gain confidence. And you will be unsure all over again. In the beginning you will be petrified to give your child a pacifier before its recommended or to make baby food without a recipe. (Yes, I seriously thought I needed more instructions that puree cooked veggies and fruit.)  But, with  hours of motherhood experience and each child you will gain more confidence in your mama style. You will teach your babies to sleep in their beds. You will conquer baby food making. You will let you baby boy suck his thumb and be confident enough to know it was what you had to do to survive. But your babies will grow, and you will be unsure all over again. As you navigate first days of school, homework, and girl drama you will recognize you still have so much to learn. The best advice- just take it one step at a time.

-You will discover how divisive this mothering thing can be. Breastfed or bottle. Sleeping on the back or (gasp) ignoring those hospital warning videos and sleeping on the tummy. Starting food at 4 months or 6 months. Attachment parenting vs. the Baby Wise schedule. Staying home or working. Time outs or spankings. Homeschool or public school. Activities vs. family time. And you will learn not to judge. When you see a toddler melting down in a store you will no longer think, "Oh, my word!" Instead you will whisper a prayer for that mother instead of thanking God it isn't your child. Because there will be days it is your child. You will learn there isn't one right way. And you will be able to embrace mothers doing what works for them.

-You hate being alone. That will change. You will discover a moment or two a day where you are by yourself and no one needs you can be a well deserved blessing.

-You will discover that parenting is super hard. You will realize what you desperately need is not a book or a method or even a break. What you desperately need is the Holy Spirit to produce fruit in you.

-You will learn to embrace the kids God gave you and not the kids you dreamed of. Because lets be honest who dreams of realistic kids anyway? God will challenge you to accept that your kids aren't necessarily ones that would be labeled "easy." You will think you've learned this lesson. And then you will have to learn it all over again and again as you struggle to give up the perfect family facade you desperately want to hold on to. You will cling to the truth that what your kids need is Jesus and not a certain personality type. You will be committed to seeing their unique bent and helping that flourish, even when you don't think you will survive their strong-willed personality (on steroids).

-You will promise yourself that you will NEVER say to a young overtired, stressed out mother in the grocery store, "Cherish EVERY moment. They grow up so fast." Because her life doesn't seem like a Hallmark movie right now and it certainly doesn't seem like its going by fast. You realize now no one EVER cherished the puking or the sleepless nights. They have just forgot about them. All they remember now is the snuggles and the smiles. And someday you will miss those too.

-You will never see things the same way again....ever. You will never watch a movie and have the credits roll without seeing your kids having a dance party, you will never see a red plate without seeing a celebrated spelling test, you will never eat a cupcake without seeing God's provision, you will never see shaped pancakes and big Saturday morning breakfasts without remembering these littles and the ways they have changed your life forever.

Love,
The Mama, 8  years 7 months

Wondering what I will write to myself in another 8 years...Grace will have her driver's license.

I think I had better take my own advice and take it one day at a time.