When Did Motherhood Become Competitive?

How many times have we heard and said “I feel like a bad mom because I’m not making all of the crafts on Pinterest and cutting my kids sandwiches into heart shapes.” Why are we so focused on what we’re not doing rather focusing on all that we are doing? Why do we do this?

When I look back on my childhood, I am reminded of my mom taking time to be present in our daily lives. During the summers, when school was out, she would make a list of chores and have my brother, sister, and me play several games of Uno. Whoever won the most games got to pick which chores they wanted to do first. She didn’t just hand us our list of jobs to be done, but instead she made it fun. We have good memories of doing housework together because chose to take 30 minutes out beforehand and play a game.

And you know what? She didn’t have Pinterest to give her ideas!

comparisonI guess my point is this: We all do things for our kids they will always look back on and remember. So those moms on Pinterest are crafting and cooking with their kids?

We All Need a Savior

‘d like to start a series of bible studies on Tuesdays, and since I’m putting it in writing, hopefully I’ll stick with it! The topics I would like to post about are rather simple, but I believe they are often overlooked. If we dwelt on “the basics” of the gospel, perhaps we would be more inclined to dwell on the eternal things, rather than the temporal things of this world.

Anyone who has ever lived on this earth (except for Jesus) has sinned. That includes Mother Teresa, the Pope, Ghandi, and any other person our culture seems to elevate. Do we realize that sin separates us from God? Do we realize that to be separate from God means to be lost? Do we realize that to be lost, that means to be lost eternally?

“For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God”
Romans 3:23

Without a savior, we are lost. Wondering on this earth, with no real direction. Living for ourselves and slaves to sin. It’s an empty feeling. Worry and anxiety fills our minds. You may be a “good,” moral person, but without a savior, you are a sinner. You may love your spouse, your kids, and be a productive member of society, but without a savior, you’re lost.

The Five Love Languages

If you’ve read my past couple of posts or follow me on Instagram, then you know I’ve been somewhat obsessed with The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman for the past week. I was walking through Hastings and just happened to see it on a table. I’ve heard so many great things about it, so I picked it up.

“The problem is that we have overlooked one fundamental truth: People speak different love languages.” -Gary Chapman

The first couple of chapters he spends some time explaining the need to learn and speak our spouse’s love language, the idea of the “love tank,” and the “in love” obsession.

“I liked the metaphor the first time I heard it: Inside every child is an ’emotional tank’ waiting to be filled with love.” -Gary Chapman

Then he explains in detail each emotional love language (Words of Affirmation, Quality Time, Receiving Gifts, Acts of Service, and Physical Touch). The stories of couples he’s counseled in the past were so helpful in determining mine and Cambre’s love languages. Once we determined that my love language is quality time and his is acts of service, so many things clicked! We’ve been happily married for three years, but after reading this book I feel like our future is even brighter.

Learning to Let Him Lead

The other day I was talking with my sister about various things going on in our lives and various decisions we’ll have to make in the future. Our conversation turned to the fact that sometimes we don’t always agree with our husbands on these decisions. (I realize I’m being fairly vague, but really, what we were talking about isn’t the point.) What do we do when we don’t agree? It’s tough.

Letting Your Husband Lead – The Contented Wife Blog

My husband and I agree on most all of the big life decisions – good thing considering how we are married and all. I feel like we really work together in our life and talk things through. If we don’t agree right away, many times after a day or two we revisit the conversation and we can see each other’s point of view. If that doesn’t happen, though, it’s hard. I hate disagreeing with him.

My sister and I ultimately agreed that when these situations arise, we have to let our husbands lead.

We, as wives, are called to be in submission to our husbands. That’s right, I said the “s” word. Our society tends to shy away from submissive wives, but I believe that’s due to the fact that it is a misunderstood concept.

I Was Scared to Have a Boy

Even from the very beginning of my pregnancy I knew I would have a boy. I just knew it. We had a gender reveal party with family and friends, and even though we didn’t know the icing would be blue inside the cake, there was no doubt in my mind that it would be.

I would be lying if I said I was excited to see the confirmation of a boy when we cut into the cake. I was scared to be a boy mom.

I Was Scared to Have a Boy – The Contented Wife Blog

Boys are known for being rambunctious, loud, and fearless. I was scared for the amount of injuries I may see, the noise level in my house, the trips to the ER…

…But most of all I was scared he would grow up to not like me.

I was scared he would love me to pieces when he is young, but grow up to not need me, be embarrassed by me, move away from home as fast as he could, push me aside when he met a great girl, and lose interest in our mother-son relationship.

I Was Scared to Have a Boy – The Contented Wife Blog

This isn’t always the case, but so often we see families stick close the mother’s side of the family.

5 Things I Want to Do This Fall

I love all of the season changes, but the season change I love the most is summer turning into fall. I love back to school preparation, football season, cooler weather, mums, pumpkins, harvest time, fall decor, layering my clothes, soups, and hot drinks. Something about fall just makes me feel all warm and cozy.

Instead of sharing my top five highlights of the week today, I wanted to share the top 5 things I want to do this fall.

1. Decorate My House and Front Porch

2. Go to a Pumpkin Patch and/or Corn Maze

3. Go to Craft Festivals

This is at the parade of the craft festival my hometown has each year. I’m so excited to go this year because I didn’t get to last year. We had just got home from the hospital with LB, so we had to miss.

4. Go to Chili Fest

Chili Fest is a get together my parents have at their house the last weekend of September every year. It is the same weekend as the crafts festival (pictured above). Since we had to miss it last year, I’m super excited about it this year!

5. Get Our Family Pictures Taken

That One Time I Took My Newborn Grocery Shopping…

Earlier this week I linked up with Emily to share my grateful heart. I shared how grateful I was that it was a new month so our budget would start over and I could get some new groceries! Many of you seemed to relate to that story, so today I thought I would share the story of my trip to the grocery store with my newborn. I hope you enjoy this one too!

When I first got married I hated grocery shopping. I was overwhelmed by it, I didn’t know my way around the store, and it cost so darn much money! After several months of complaining about it, I finally told myself I have to learn how to enjoy this. I told myself it’s not going away, so just get used to it!

So that’s what I did.

And now I actually enjoy going to the grocery store. I really like planning my menu, making my list, taking inventory, gathering up coupons and sale ads, and my reusable shopping bags.

shopping with a newborn

ANYWAY! On to my story!

LB was probably only about a month old when I decided I would take him to the grocery store with me.

Just Another Reason Why Men Are Different Than Women…

I wanted to share with you just another short and sweet reason why men are different than women… 🙂

I witnessed this in my own home just yesterday.

Our dog, Rosie, has gotten into a bad habit of going to the neighbor’s houses each time she is out of her pen. I don’t think this bothers them, but it bothers us. We really don’t want her roaming around, but we hate to keep her penned up all day, everyday. We’ve been tying up her through the day and letting her loose in the evenings, when we are generally outside anyway. Since she’s been tied up, we have to watch her in case she tangles herself up, which she always does.

I looked out the sliding glass door yesterday to find Cambre like this:

You may be wondering…”What on earth is he doing?” Well, I wondered the same thing, so I went out on the deck to see for myself. Upon further investigation, I discovered he was untangling Rosie.

Here is where I realized yet another difference between my husband and I. It never would have crossed my mind to lean half of my body over the deck to untie a dog.

Pattern Mixing Pillows

Lately I had been needing a change with the throw pillows on our bed. They just seemed boring to me, and I thought a new pattern would really change the look of our bed.

Pattern Mixing Throw Pillows

I also really want to practice my sewing skills, so a trip to Hobby Lobby for fabric was just what I needed! I bought two different kinds of fabric to sew slip covers for the throw pillows. When my mom and dad were here over the weekend, she helped me get started and I finished up the project yesterday.

The slip covers were really easy to sew, even of you’re a beginner, like me. I should have taken pictures of the process, but I forgot (bad blogger)! Basically we just measured the pillows and cut the fabric accordingly. Then, we brought up the long ends of the fabric to overlap in the middle. We hemmed the ends that would overlap, leaving an opening for the pillow to go into. We sewed up the sides, turned the cover to right side out, and stuffed in the pillows. Easy as pie! I also really like that I’ll be able to take these slip covers off and wash them if need be.

A Festive Weekend

This weekend was one of my very favorite weekends of the entire year. My little hometown has its annual Heritage Days Reunion, aka the Fall Festival, and my parents have a big get together at their house we call “Chili Fest.”

The Fall Festival is on Saturday and Sunday, with Saturday being the busiest day. When Cambre and I started dating I tried to explain to him just how big of a deal the Fall Festival is, but he didn’t believe it until he saw it. Our little town of about 1,300 people grows to about 50,000 over the weekend. Seriously. Craft booths, food vendors, tractors, and a few bands fill up the town square, hill, and around the mill. I love the festival so very much, but for some reason it wasn’t as fun pushing a stroller up and down a hill through hoards of people.

See what I mean? We watched the parade at 10:00 am then walked around for a little bit. It was hot. And there were a ton of people. And we had a stroller. And LB was done. So we left.

After the festival we headed back out to my parents house to help get the final things set up for Chili Fest.