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Thanking God for this blog site and all you wonderful gals! May God grant your family very peaceful and hopeful Thanksgiving! Carla
Tomorrow, hundreds of families will gather together to share a big meal, watch a football game, and fall asleep on the couch. The Thanksgiving meal is a great time to catch up with family and friends. But why not do that more often? In last Wednes...
Preach it sister!
As a Mom to teens, I have refused to run around like a Mom with her chicken cut off through the years. My kids are involved in things, but not so overly involved, as 6 out of 7 nights a week- we sit around the table for supper! Some things in life...
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- My kids and their ages?
- We have a wonderful growing family, Joshua (28) and Kerry (27) have two little boys Micah (3) and Benjamin (7 months). Josiah (26) and Jayme have two little girls Eppie Grace (2 1/2) and Moriah Hope.(7 months). Jacob (22) is Jayme's brother and our son as well.
- My family style?
- Traditional mom and pop
- My favorite parenting quote / mantra?
- (Proverbs 31:28) Her children arise and call her blessed. (I wanted to earn this.)
- Biggest surprise about parenthood?
- That I would learn to love it so much and never tire of it.
- My blog / website?
- http://www.thespiritualmom.org
- My Twitter or other favorite blog / website?
- http://twitter.com/thespiritualmom
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Carla's Corner: Gather Around the Table: The Importance of the Family Dinner Part 2
Tomorrow, hundreds of families will gather together to share a big meal, watch a football game, and fall asleep on the couch. The Thanksgiving meal is a great time to catch up with family and friends. But why not do that more often? In last Wednesday’s blog post I discussed the benefits of having frequent famil… Continue Posted on November 25, 2009 at 7:30am —
Carla's Corner: Gather around the Table: The Importance of the Family Dinner Part 1
Thanksgiving is right around the corner and we typically think of the family coming together for dinner. It’s a time of catching up with loved ones and sharing a good meal. But why does it have to happen only a few times a year?… Continue Posted on November 18, 2009 at 8:30am — 4 Comments
Carla's Corner: The Homework Trap
By now your children are into the full routine at school and no doubt have homework assignments. For some parents homework can become a real battle ground. Teachers vary on their expectations. Some expect parental involvement, while others want parents to back off. Personally, I see homework as being between the child and the teacher. How is a teacher going to know a child’s strengths and weaknesses if his mom corrects his misspelled words and math problems? The purpose of homework is for a chil… Continue
Posted on November 11, 2009 at 8:00am — 9 Comments
Carla's Corner: November is Adoption Awareness Month
November must have been chosen for Adoption Awareness Month because it’s also the month of thanksgiving… Continue Posted on November 4, 2009 at 8:00am — 1 Comment
Carla's Corner: A Disability or a Gift from God?
Our three-year-old grandson Micah loves to “read.” For over a year he has recognized certain letters, like “G” is for Granny. Now he identifies and sounds out simple words. Yesterday, as I listen to him “read” a book, it brought back memories of when his daddy Joshua was learning to read and the day his first grade teacher… Continue Posted on October 28, 2009 at 6:27am —
Comment Wall (15 comments)
- At 8:36pm on November 23, 2009,
Sara Broers said…
- Hi Carla~ I received your two books- LOVE them! You are an inspiration to me.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Sara
- At 8:53am on November 21, 2009,
Caringmom said…
- Blessings to you Carla!
I received the gift today and I'm so happy to share it with my daughter. Thank you so much and have a wonderful weekend!
- At 11:09am on November 9, 2009,
Barbara Ott said… - hI; THANKS SO MUCH FOR WELCOMING ME TO ALL OF THIS; IT'S MY FIRST TIME TRYING TO GET SOME TIPS ON HOW TO BE A BETTER MOTHER AND STILL REMAIN AND HOPEFULLY GROW TO BECOME THE DAUGHTER GOD CREATED ME TO BE, THANK YOU AND I HOPE WE GET TO CHAT AND SHARE STUFF, NOT TRYING TO BRAG BUT, I LOVE MY HOMETOWN, I FEEL BLESSED AND GLAD YOU LIKE IT......SMILES
- At 4:13am on November 3, 2009,
kristy said… - Carla,
Thank you for your message. Kristy
- At 12:21pm on September 27, 2009,
Angela HOOD said…
- Thanks! Sent my info to you! :)
- At 12:01am on August 31, 2009,
Takiela said… - Just wanted to say thank you again for sharing your story Carla.
Many Blessings,
Takiela
- At 12:18pm on February 20, 2009,
T. Suzanne Eller said… - Hey Carla, We are having a giveaway drawing for one lucky CML member. Invite one person to join the group. Leave a comment letting us know when she joins. April 10th there will be a drawing for a designer (A. Jafee) diamond necklace worth $400!
Suzie
- At 11:22am on December 15, 2008,
T. Suzanne Eller said…
- Hey, you won the "I Just Diapered a Watermelon, Where'd I Put the Baby?" book. Message me your address, okay?
- At 1:03pm on November 10, 2008,
Jessica Wright Alexander said… - Carla,
I am on a blind search for a publisher. See sample below. I am first and foremost a mom and love every moment with my gorgeous daughter. I am finding that writing is my biggest outlet for therapy and healing through rough times. If you would please offer any direction to below writing sample. Thank you!
"I touched his face, and the damp tears moistened his durable and comforting skin. They stung as if they touched the deepest break in my heart. I curled my fingertips in towards my palm and held tight my sick accomplishment; I had brought him to his knees. His weakness and dependency that I so longed for was mine and I felt nauseated that I took those years from his life, and from ours together. I took my strength and relentless stealth, and let it sink. I melted into his arms and puddled on his chest. I lay there asking for his comfort, his forgiveness, and for his love again. We stayed there and he let me cry. The darkness seemed to last an eternity. I was reluctant to breathe because it allowed and acknowledged the moments that passed. The irregularity of my gasps gave away my tears.
We had spent years building that big empty house, and I refused to fill it with love. My contempt for his brief mistake, his affair with foolishness denied us both of countless memories. My tyranny he gave me, he crowned me, and he accepted the unjust punishment. I did not recognize myself and could not believe what I had done.
I rose weakly the next morning and felt that my own soul needed repair. His eyes told me that he was still unsure whether or not he was allowed to believe that I needed him again. I peeled my damp face from his chest and looked around. We had slept on the couch. What a tremendous and impressive house. I had never felt more at home than I did on the couch we had bought together, before we both tortured our intentions with tainted mistakes. All I needed was that feeling, him, his strong arms folded around my weak body and nothing else would matter. Nothing would matter any more if I could just hold on to that security, remember our dreams, smile again, and let go of what had taken so much from our family. His mistakes and my contempt did not deserve what I had given them; the glory, the dedication, the time from both of our lives.
I stuttered on the balls of my feet and appreciated very much the stability that the wide wood planks offered beneath my frail legs. The color of the floors I chose and he smiled because he anticipated the choice, and I found myself frozen between the living room and kitchen realizing that I had not thought of that moment, a fun and fond memory, in years. I heard him begin to rustle behind me and without speaking we both began to contemplate what explanation we would offer our daughter when she made her way from her bed to her spot in the kitchen.
Every morning Grace would quietly round the corner at the top of the stairs and I knew she was soon to make her daily debut when I heard her fingertips brushing along the wall which offered her a little support as she peered through sleepy eyes. Her first recognition of a new day began once she was perched on her stool, her legs tucked beneath her, teddy at her side, all warmed by the morning light that shown like a spotlight upon her breakfast thrown. I waited so patiently for her to welcome the day and understood her groans and reluctance to waking up. I was never a morning person myself until I had her gorgeous face to look forward to.
I was on the opposite side of the counter, usually my morning race track, but I stood there so flirtatiously as I looked for a second coffee cup and hoped so silently that I got it right. He gestured to me questioning whether he should stay or go, as it was our last opportunity to avoid our daughters’ curiosity and excitement. I was so embarrassed that he had to ask if he could stay for breakfast, in the home that he built for us, for all of us. I shook my head and looked down, a bit ashamed that I had alienated him from what was his dream too.
I had just begun to wonder when my nerve would return or if it would, when I heard those tiny five fingers against the wall making their way down the stairs. I looked up and our eyes met. Shane straightened his shirt, hoping he had would at least make an appropriate greeting and we nervously awaited our morning sunshine. She rounded the corner slowly and her usual groggy stumble turned in to a bounding sprint. My heart broke again, just for her this time. He met his daughters’ reach mid air and as she wrapped her legs around him I wished I were there too but settled for a firm grip around my coffee cup to remind myself that composure could not be lost."
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- At 12:42pm on November 4, 2008,
Stacey said… - Hi Carla! Thank you! I feel very blessed. There are sometimes more tears than I can handle in my house. Good thing we have a lot of laughter to balance the tears. Our girls keep us in stitches.
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