Today, December 4th, 2017, I realized that I didn’t buy my kids an advent calendar. I also realized that I am okay with that.
Since I can remember, I’ve bought our children the cheap .99 advent calendars. You know, the ones with the not so great chocolate pieces behind the little tiny paper door that you could barely see the number on.
Each day, usually before breakfast, the kids, would come out of their rooms, scampering to the calendar with their name on it (we don’t share our advent chocolates) to open the tiny little door and pull out the tiny piece of not so great chocolate and inspect it. Most of the time we couldn’t even tell what the shape was meant to be. “Oh”, I’d say confidently while lying through my teeth. “It’s a bell!” or “It’s holly!” And they were satisfied enough to pop the little chocolate morsels in their mouths and eagerly await the same routine tomorrow.
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Please help me welcome Lauren Flake to Notherhood! She and I have shared our writings with each other elsewhere on the “web” but this is her first time to share here. Her story is one filled with sorrow due to the loss of her mom in the early years of Lauren being an adult child. But her story is also one filled with hope as she generously shares with others her journey of finding joy in the grief. Lauren, I am beyond blessed to get to know you and so very thankful that you’re sharing your heart words with us. Thank you for encouraging us nothers to be present in our children’s lives while we’re given the gift of time.
Continue reading “What I Would Want From My Mother Now, by Lauren Flake”
You are never too old to set a new goal or dream a new dream. C. S. Lewis
Are you new to notherhood or have you been here a while? I’m not talking about the blog but the season. So much of our lives has been focused on raising our children and caring for our families. One thing I’ve noticed, now having three adult children and a very empty nest, is that I have to be purposeful about how I spend my days. And honestly, I don’t always do it well.
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With our last child having recently launched, the idea of one coming back has not been one I’ve thought anything about. I would love to think that, should my kids ever need to boomerang, I would be as welcoming as gracious as my friend, Sarah’s, mom has been to her. And I would pray that my kids would be as conscientious and accommodating as Sarah has been with her mom. Thank you, Sarah, for sharing a tale from the other side of Notherhood.
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“That” family mentioned in the title is the one which is unhappy, unhealthy, and worn thin by misunderstanding, misdeeds, and mistrust. I am counting my blessings for the good relationships that my children have with each other but I’m also keenly aware that it could all be wrecked in one moment. One hurt. One unkind word that tips the scale toward untold damage.
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I am pleased and honored to have Ginger Newingham, a wife, mom, missionary, adoption advocate, crusader for all things just, blogger and old farmhouse inheritor, joining us on Notherhood. She comes to us moms of adult children from the perspective of the adult child telling us how, in her words, “my mom is nailing it!”. Ginger reminds us how good this season can be as our days of disciplining are done and how spoiling our children can now be a good thing. Thank you, Ginger, for sharing a tale from the other side of Notherhood.
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As I write this, I have a few short hours before I enter the season of being an empty nester. Our baby bird flies out of the nest today. Literally. She’ll hop on a plane from England and fly to Texas. And just like that, our nest will be empty.
My desires do not change reality – nor would I want them to if I’m honest with myself. Not only will I let her go but I will grab my car keys and drive her to the airport. Letting go won’t be easy but I’ve learned (the hard way at times) that right is rarely easy. (click to tweet)
Continue reading ““I’ll probably never eat on a schedule again.” and other random thoughts from a brand new empty nester.”