Editor’s Notes: August 2021

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When my boys were babies/toddlers/before the school years. My morning routine consisted of waking up intentionally early and writing on this blog. I wrote a blog post nearly daily, we’d eat breakfast and go to the gym. We’d come and do an educational activity or meet friends at a playdate and then go back for lunch and naps. During nap, I’d take reading or quiet time for myself to recharge for an afternoon of parenting, we’d play outside, make dinner, do our sweet, slow bedtime routine. I have missing that routine lately. Truth be told, I feel like since the kids started full day school, but then a pandemic, I just have not found my routine. I haven’t been as intentional in my motherhood as I’d like and I’ve often fallen trap to the countless distractions. I think I had convinced myself that harried and stressed out is the life you choose when you decide not to homeschool and that’s not a fair thought pattern. Intentionality is possible, even if your kids go to school 6 hours a day. So, moving forward, in an effort to niche down that is the type of content you’ll see here. Content that encourages you to pursuit your family’s hearts, even when things feel busy. The same way, in previous seasons, I told you to be intentional with the activities you did with your little ones. I’ll be sharing how to make the most of these years. Connecting over homework, after school snack, easy breakfasts, dinner around the table before another night of sports. We will talk about saying no and utilizing your gifts.

I’m working on silencing the negative voice in my head, telling me I’m not enough. He whispers, “You only have 5,000 followers on Instagram, you’re a loser” but that’s not true. I wrote every single day when I had 800 followers, because writing and connection are my passion. Not doing what I think will work. Would I love a swipe up link? Yes. Will I let it define me? Nah. I will focus on brands that love me as is and the community we have here, instead of wishing I had numbers that got me different brands. I’ll model contentment and gratitude. I try to say this monthly, but I am beyond grateful for this community. I feel humbled and blessed daily that I can create content like this. For all the people, I’ve met on and offline through this platform. I want to thank you all for staying patient with me as I regrouped and rediscovered by voice and this brand. I was riding a fine line between wanting to move on from hustle culture, but also wanting to be an encourager. Turns out, I just needed to find my definition of balance.

Moving into this new school year, I’m looking forward to finding a new rhythm. It’ll be imperfect as we navigate the increasing numbers from the pandemic. It has been the craziest experience to live through a pandemic. It has been perspective changing, enlightening. It has forced me to slow down and that’s where this realization really came from that yes, I slowed down before but it wasn’t with intention. It was just slowing down, getting sort of lazy. TBH. I want to live slowly, so I can live fully and with purpose. That’s what this pandemic has reminded me to do, live with purpose. Not the way *i think* I should be living.

As for the other parts of my life, each day I feel a little more put back together. Saying goodbye to our foster daughter was brutal, but her parents have been gracious to arrange sleepovers and send photos. I feel confident we will always be in each other lives.

As for my personal life, I’m trying to exercise daily and quite frankly– I’m hoping to get into the best shape of my life. I feel like anytime life gets stressful, the first thing to fall by the wayside is my fitness. If things get busy, I kick myself off the calendar and I just can’t afford to do that anymore. I’ve been feeling those affects physically, lately. Several of my friends moved away last year, all great things and opportunities but it has been hard. Making friends as an adult is tough! Mostly, I’m trying to navigate life through a pandemic and all that entails. One day at a time.

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This Messy Season is a blog serving families through practical tips for nurturing their families, emphasizing quality time and adventure. Helping young families bloom where they're planted, embrace their mess, and thrive through a series of honest, blog posts highlighting realistic travel tips, favorite products that simplify the work load of families, and family entertainment.