Do a Good Job

Having my kids home for summer break is wonderful & challenging. I certainly enjoy their company & they have super fun personalities. As their mom, I’m also responsible to help them grow into healthy, responsible & productive adults – or at least encourage their decisions to move in those directions. 

Funny thing about this parenting gig: seems like heaps of what I tell them needs to flourish in my life as well. I find that my parental coaching has lots of application in my life & maybe this whole parenting thing is God’s parental efficiency plan. I most certainly don’t want to parent from a place of hypocrisy so I’m pushing myself to do well & live up to the stuff that I want to see my kids exhibit 🙂

A few lessons from my mom

My mom is a really amazing person on many levels & I have massive respect for her. She’s a great mom & has taught me some important things:
*dont quit – my mom is tenacious!
*have more confidence in the Bible than how you feel, what you hear or see
*be gracious
*teamwork can achieve more than individual efforts – the sum is greater than its parts
*use what God gives you always to exalt Jesus 🙂

babies without parents

I’ve been around lots of babies between last night & today.  Last night, I got to hang out a little bit w Pastor Jill & baby Drew (i had the honor of attempting to help coach P. Jill during her delivery).  Baby Drew is 11 wks old & thoroughly captivating – she’s smiley, has deep eyes that lock onto your eyes to look deep into your soul (how an 11 wk old does this, escapes me, but i’ll never forget this from last night), bright & FUN!!  Today, I was part of an intro cooking class for Isabell & many of the moms who came had really wonderful babies.  There’s something very soothing about being around new people in small bodies.  They’re fresh, trusting and totally cozy in their skin. 

This is a VERY different experience than i had 2 wks ago in Ethiopia, when i had the privilege of connecting w a 1 year old boy & girl who had been abandoned by their parents.  Their eyes were empty, they were restless, stressed & anxious – even though they were in a safe place w good care. 

These contrasting experiences leave me pondering the effects such vast differences make on these children and what being an adult looks like for parented babies versus non-parented babies.  Just thinking