I’m human.

I was working on a blog about time management, and how I really stink at it, but that’s not really what is on my heart.

I’m sharing today because I think as a mom and as a person, it’s important to know you aren’t alone and that it’s okay to ask for help when you need it.

About forty-five minutes ago, after some strong encouragement from family and one hard swallow of my pride and a pill, I took the anti-anxiety medicine prescribed to me a few weeks ago. Right now, I’m hovering between feeling like Super Man encountering Kryptonite because taking this pill means I dont have it all together (I HATE admitting this) and Super Woman because I’m acknowledging and taking control of my emotions. There is no middle ground right now and well, that has to be okay.

We’ve had a lot of stress in our lives over the past twelve weeks, and it is nothing compared to what many other people are going through. I’m really thankful for the stress. It’s such a blessing to have a beautiful baby to worry about and I’m not happy that our Suburban caught on fire but everyone is okay and it can be replaced. However, I’ve reached my limit and ability to cope without some help.

I’m a self-proclaimed perfectionist, and over doer and that makes acknowledging the above (that I need help) so hard. To top off all of the stress, post-partum anxiety is serious. I have battled post-partum anxiety after every pregnancy and with the exception of the complete breakdown I had back in 2012, I’ve never asked for help, and even then I didn’t ask.

I’m not one to talk, or make recommendations because I obviously don’t listen very well, but it’s okay to need help and it’s okay to not be able to handle it all. (Keep reminding me of this, if you see me.)

I’m not Super Woman.

Life is real.

My emotions are raw.

I’m vulnerable.

I’m overwhelmed.

I’m some kind of messy.

I’m human.

And I’m not in control, but…

God is in control.

I can pray.

I can accept His grace and mercy.

I can ask for help.

I can take medicine.

I can be human.

It will all be okay.

Know the signs of anxiety. It’s okay to ask for help, for yourself or someone else you love, from a medical professional, and you should. Because you aren’t alone, and the battle isn’t just yours. You are human and you are loved.


Mini-muffin Madness

I don’t know about anyone else but when we buy mini-muffins at the store, they are gone in just a day or two. My kids are like vultures around them and the oldest loves mini-muffins for breakfast.

Anyhow, I’m part of a Dave Ramsey meal budgeting group on Facebook and I saw lots of other moms talking about how much they saved making their own mini-muffins. Now, I’ve looked a few places tonight* and re-compared the per muffin price, which ranged from ten cents (Sam’s Club) to fifteen cents (local Kroger). Reviewing my costs for the baking cups, muffin mix, milk and sandwich bags, I came in right at nine cents per muffin. Not a huge money saver, but a penny saved is a penny earned they say. *Full disclosure here, I can’t do math and thought that the store bought muffins were almost fourty cents per muffin. Oh well…

I needed to bake today to release some stress so I decided that homemade mini-muffins would be easy and save us a little money – $3.40 not $102 like I thought before I realized I can’t do math. So, I made a lot of mini-muffins, 340 to be exact. Ever want to know what 340 mini-muffins looks like? Well, here you go.

I used Martha White muffin mix, because our local grocery store carries it in many varieties and it only requires adding milk. We now have the following muffin choices available in packs of four: chocolate chocolate chip, apple cider, blueberry, wild berry, strawberry, lemon poppy seed and banana nut. I’ll be putting all of these packs in freezer bags tomorrow and take a few out of the deep freeze each week as needed for part of breakfast or as snacks when we are on the run.

And some parting wisdom before you go, check your math more than once to make sure what you are doing is really worth the time it will take. ๐Ÿ™‚


Our People

I’ve always heard other people talk about “their people”, and wondered what it was like to have people. And by people I don’t mean family, I mean a core group of friends who are there no matter what you are going through in life. I’ve always had a few great friends, but have come to realize lately that we’ve developed a group of people who are a HUGE part of our lives, whether near or far.

These are the people who send support through 800+ text message conversations, who bring coffee to the hospital and dinner to the house. They let you stop by when it’s bedtime to reassure you that your baby is okay, and jump out of bed late at night to come over when your car catches on fire.

These people…they are wonderful and amazing.

Our people help guide us spiritually and encourage us as we grow. They understand our flaws and make us feel accepted. They love and care for us deeply which is expressed verbally but even more so by their actions.

Our people make life a little less stressful and a lot more enjoyable.

Find your people! They are out there and they need you to be their people too.

And if you are wondering, our car did in fact catch on fire and the baby did need x-rays (results coming tomorrow) in the last twenty-four hours. And our people, they are really, really awesome.



Wow, I’m not sure where the past few months and my maternity leave have gone, but it’s been a whirlwind. Our sweet Oria has been the perfect addition to our family. While her first month was hectic and we spent some unexpected time in the hospital (Sandifer Syndrome), I’ve enjoyed every minute of being home with her. That doesn’t mean that I haven’t missed my career though.

Being a working mom to four doesn’t come without judgement from others. “Why aren’t you staying home?” “No one else should raise your kids.” “Family comes first.” “Why don’t you go back to work once they are all in school?”

For our family and my sanity, me working makes the most sense. I love my children and every moment spent with them with all of my heart. However, I enjoy being a part of something that affects the lives of millions (hopefully in a positive way) everyday. It’s taken me four pregnanices and births to realize that it’s okay that I want to work. There is absolutely no shame and should be no guilt for wanting to be a work-outside-the-home mom, just as there shouldn’t be for work-at-home moms. I firmly feel that God has directed me to work in HR and to be a mother and that’s great. And I can promise that I put 110% of myself into everything that I do, at work and at home. And I can promise that in all that I do, I try to serve God.

So, for moms and dads everywhere, it doesn’t matter if you work outside of or inside of your home. Wherever you are working and whatever you are doing, do so with all of your heart. God has placed you where you need to be.



I don’t fail, except I do, all of the time. My heart races and tears fall when I fail, and I shame myself for letting someone down. More often than not, I’m the only someone let down. Iย can’t recall a time in my life where I haven’t needed to be perfect or where failing was acceptable (except for that time I quit softball, I was totally okay failing at that).

Tonight I realized that I left the baby’s medicine out of the refrigerator. Now it has to be thrown away, a $40 mistake. The feeling of failure isn’t because of the money, but because I was irresponsible and left it out.

It’s not the first time I’ve failed today or this week or this year and it won’t be the last. I’m in constant need of God’s forgiveness and love.

Psalm 37:24, NLT

“Though they stumble, they will never fall, for the LORD holds them by the hand.”

I may continue to fail, but I will never fall with the Lord by my side.




Spicy Pineapple Wraps

I’m sure I won’t have a recipe to share every day, but dinner this evening was one of my favorites and relatively easy (because I didn’t make it, hah).

Here’s what you’ll need other than an empty stomach: Zatarains Dirty Rice Mix, 1/2 yellow onion chopped, 1 can pineapple tidbits (fresh pineapple if you have time), grilled chicken breasts (enough to fill a wrap, so your preference), wraps, shredded cheddar cheese and bbq sauce like Sweet Baby Ray’s.

Follow the instructions on the box of Zatarains to prepare the Dirty Rice. Lightly season and grill the chicken breasts. While the rice and chicken are cooking, carmelize the onion and pineapple until tender. Once the rice, chicken, pineapple and onion are done it is time to assemble the wrap.

There’s no right or wrong, but we start with a tomato basil wrap topped with a layer of shredded cheese and dirty rice, then pineapple and onion, grilled chicken and topped with bbq sauce.

I promise these wraps won’t disappoint. You’ll want to eat two, at least. I did.


Berry Chocolate Cupcakes

I’ve literally been waiting all weekend to share my berry chocolate cupcakes with everyone. I was so excited to find these beautiful raspberries yesterday on one of our adventures.


Then when we visited our local outlet store and found a cupcake carrier like this one, I knew it was a sign that we needed to make some amazingly yummy berry chocolate cupcakes. After a quick trip to the grocery store for some of the ingredients we needed and my favorite Paper Chef Cupcake Liners, my baking assistant and I got started.

I love to bake from scratch, but that’s not realistic for me most of the time. So, when it comes to making chocolate cake, I love this recipe for the Best Doctored Up Cake Mix Cake and Best Ever Chocolate Frosting Recipe from Something Swanky. The cake and the icing are the perfect balance of sweet and bitter, and I think the yogurt gives both an even better flavor. The recipes call for plain Greek yogurt, but sometimes for extra flavor I buy vanilla or chocolate – yum!

I found the bake time to be similar to what’s recommended in the recipe even when baking as cupcakes and if you use the Paper Chef Cupcake Liners, they are so easy to remove. We let the cupcakes sit over night to cool and so my baking assistant could get some much needed sleep (see Facebook post about the threenager).

Unfortunately though, sometimes life gives you bad raspberries (filled with little larvae) and you have to scurry to find a substitute. As much as we were looking forward to raspberry filled cupcakes, the grocery store had a great deal on strawberries (did I mention we are followers of Dave Ramsey?), that I couldn’t pass up. I also needed a fine strainer to make my berry filling and was so excited to find that Kroger had a buy one, get one free sale on their Good Cook kitchen gadgets. So, we are now proud owners of a strainer AND a 3-in-1 avocado tool!

My berry filling recipe could use any berry, but today I sliced 1 quart of strawberries and combined them with 3/4 granulated sugar, 3/4 cup water, and a splash of lemon juice. I brought the mixture to a boil, reduced the heat, and covered it and simmered it on medium heat for ten to fifteen minutes. I then ran the mixture through the strainer, placing the liquid back into the pot. In a separate bowl I combined 1/4 cup water and 2 tbsp corn starch until well dissolved. Once dissolved I added the corn starch mixture to the liquid in the pan and boiled again until the liquid was thick. The liquid was placed inPicture16 the refrigerator and allowed to set before being placed in a piping bag.

While the filling was cooling, I cored the center of the cupcakes and placed the chocolate icing in a piping bag. Then the fun began. I piped the strawberry filling into the center of the cupcakes, and topped them with the chocolate icing and a quarter of a fresh strawberry. It was all I could do to keep my husband and kiddos out of them before we took them to our church fish fry.


Side note: I need to lay off of the cupcakes, people are starting to think I’m pregnant again. ๐Ÿ™‚

Happy Sunday!



We have a beautiful backyard, complete with an old swing hanging underneath an old oak tree and a calming pond, but we rarely sit outside to enjoy them. When we do get time to enjoy them, my eyes are immediately drawn to the massive weeds growing around the pond. Weeds are often thought of as unwanted or troublesome plants that grow in places where we don’t want them to, quickly overtaking appealing landscaping and turning it into an eyesore. Lately though, I’ve been seeing the weeds surrounding our pond and popping up in our landscaping as a blessing.

Weeds… a blessing? Yes!!!!!!!

The weeds have grown and created quite the mess because of the abundant blessings that we have in our life. Over the summer, we’ve had the opportunity to enjoy the final months of our last pregnancy, welcome a sweet new baby into our home, play with our kids, volunteer at church, go to carnivals, and spend quality time with our families. The weeds may be a nuisance, but no amount of weeding and gardening can replace the memories we’ve made as a family.

Life may slow down in a few weeks with fall approaching and we may have time to do some weeding. Instead, I think we will sit on our old swing and give thanks for the weeds that have had a chance to grow this summer and for the blessings and memories that they represent.