School is back into full swing and I hope everyone had a fantastic summer! I know we did, full of swimming and sleeping in late!! Going back to school brings so many emotions (sniffle, I can’t believe I have a first grader), and new everyday challenges, especially when it comes to being a Christian in the modern world.
Look at that sweet face
“Proverbs 22:6 Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it.”
The other day I was putting Lily to bed and she asks the dreaded question, “Mom what’s the F-word?”. My nostrils flared, eyes bugged, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up, KEEP CALM MONICA.. Immediately I wanted to know full details on where and why she was asking (I was stalling a bit). She said two much older girls at camp had said they had a secret for her and that is what it was (also asking what was the S-word). Well of course she had no idea what those words were and what they meant! ARGH! … Ok keeping calm now ..
I’m not sure why I was so surprised that this had came up, because evil is everywhere. It seems no matter how much you shelter your children from outside sin, it always finds its way to the innocent and sweet… I knew from that moment on the way I approached answering her questions would have a deep, meaningful impact on her. So I said a little prayer to myself and went on to explain. I told her what the s-word was (word for poop!) Lol and that I would not say the f-word because it was the ugliest word in the world and only ugly mouths say it! Believe me I am no saint in saying I’ve never said those words before because I have and no person is perfect.. but that was a big dose of reality when it comes to having a clean mouth.
This situation was no different than many others in raising children in the image of our creator… It’s no different than when she asks why “Suzy” is being so mean to her or when her little heart is selfish. We take every moment one step at a time and try to deal the best we can. A little girl was being mean at camp a few weeks ago and we had this conversation on why the little girl was being mean. I told her that maybe she wasn’t very happy with herself and that she could have been taking it out on her friends. I told Lily to ask the girl if she wanted to talk about what was bothering her and just try to be a loving friend. Lily was more than happy to oblige
As I’m sure my husband will agree being a parent has been the biggest blessing I could have ever received. So many days though I feel as if I’m screwing it up royally! But I know deep down if I trust God and what he has in store for me, my children will prosper and grow up to be the wonderful adults I know they can become!
Nothing has been easy when it comes to being a parent, but raising a child to be kind, respectful and full of forgiveness has to be hands down toughest task we have! I’ve heard from clients when they speak of their kids, “I raised him on my knees!” with a chuckle. I never knew the hard truth behind that statement until I was a parent. Yes I pray A LOT. For my kids and the other kids that bounce around with my kids at school and home everyday. Moms, it is hard! Don’t be quick to judge each other as moms.. Show Love, grace and PRAY FOR EACH OTHER! We are all in this together.
Today was a good day..
I had the privilege of staying home with a sick little boy today. Fever for two days, throwing up last night, it was utterly exhausting. But it was a good day. This is my typical everyday life I’ve been blessed with.
In May I turned 30, and I can honestly say I am much happier now than anytime before 25. Many times I hear clients or friends talk about those years in their life and yearn to go back. Not me, not ever.. I am so content with this stage of my life I have not the slightest inkling to go back.
My 30th birthday present, an Aerosmith concert!!
I was always the quiet one in elementary school ( a trait my daughter did not receive thankfully). It was very difficult to fit in as every sweet little child tries to do in elementary, so often I felt awkward, scared, and alone. I did very well with my grades and that always made me feel good.
Then I moved on to middle school which was much better. I made some wonderful friends through sports and found a crowd that I fit in with much easier. Much easier just to be myself that is. I still struggled to find my voice and take a stand for what I believed in. Becoming a true saved christian at 12 gave me a little more strength, I did find it easier to voice my beliefs, and I was able to connect with other young believers through my wonderful church.
My freshman and sophomore year of high school went really well and a lot of anxiety I often had as a kid didn’t really affect me. I was getting comfortable with myself. My junior year not so much. With the loss of my grandma, affects of a breakup, and just general stress of being an adolescent and trying to decide what in the world I should do with my life, it was just too much. I wanted to go to beauty school, but most of my teachers would tell me I was way too smart for that. Thankfully I had wonderful friends that were supportive and that made life a little easier.. Look how cute we were
I graduated from high school in May of 2003 and started cosmetology school the very same June. I struggled mentally all the way through. I loved doing hair just not going to school! Many days I wondered if I was really cut out to be in such an emotionally demanding profession (and working in a room full of women everyday)! Thankfully I did stick with it and graduated the following July.
The early years of being a hairdresser was so amazingly hard! Go hug your hairdresser right now! She deserves it. LOL No seriously, I can’t imagine a much harder profession in the early years. Sitting all day for one haircut, that was always fun. Being a very petite girl made me look even younger than what I really was. I started at 18 and looked 13. The #1 question I would get when a new client would sit in my chair would be, “So how long have you been doing hair?”. That always made me feel wonderful! As I passed the mid 20’s I felt everything about me change. I had two amazing kids that transformed my entire view of the world and life. I had to quit being selfish and start being happy with me! I’m not sure really where the big change occurred but it did. I love my job, I love my husband with all my heart and soul, and I love being me (even at 30) 😉
Well I don’t get asked much anymore how many years I’ve been a hairdresser and I’m glad. I’m glad to be passed all that. Being 30 is nothing like I thought it would be. I never thought I would be writing on my very own website about anything and everything. God continues to love and strengthen me. Bring on the next 30…
Do you ever find yourself scrolling down your Facebook feed with just shaking your head and a frown on your face? I find myself doing this constantly, actually way too much to admit. I wonder if these people are truly happy…I always love the person that posts a million “how many times I worked out this week!!” updates, as if the rest of us don’t feel enough mom guilt (or dad guilt) for not going to the gym. And there’s the ever so popular “I’m just bored…selfie” don’t get me started! Lol No but seriously the best part of my day today was in the car on the way to the swim lessions in my ever so awesome swagger wagon. Lily begged me to put in my Newboys cd in which I obliged. When “God’s Not Dead” came on I’m pretty sure we got more than a few “you’re weird” looks because the lady five cars back could here us all including my three year old singing “God’s not dead he’s surely alive!!” at the top of our lungs! I honestly could care less who heard me or seen our mini American Idol audition. Because we were happy, not just happy, joyful.. We don’t get that many moments in our lives. You know the ones you just want to bottle up and hold tight. I think most of these moments are a choice, when most choose to complain, you could substitute for a few moments like this. Life isn’t perfect, and neither are we. But God made us to love and be happy. So when I ask my kids tonight what the best part of their day was, which I ask every night, mine will not be how many times I was on Pinterest or Twitter but it was our own little concert in the car, with only us as the audience… choosing to be happy…