Because Sometimes Motherhood Means Doing it Tired

Because Sometimes Motherhood Means Doing it Tired

It’s 5:15, and I’m tired. But I’m here with my three children, and I don’t have the option to just stop. Have you ever felt that way? I am sure that it has been said more eloquently by someone else. I’m sure that there are ways to talk about the deep exhaustion that...

Can You Just Stop?

Can You Just Stop?

  Can you just stop!? I must holler that across my house half a dozen times a day. Stop fighting with each other. Stop teasing. Stop being big brother(ish) just because you can. Stop complaining. Stop whining. Just stop. Please. Just… stop. I’m not usually upset....

Three Reasons I’m Fighting With My Husband

Three Reasons I’m Fighting With My Husband

Parenthood is like the perfect storm holding all of the necessary elements to create intense arguments between a husband and wife. Jared and I discovered this shortly after we brought our first baby home from the hospital. Like most parents, we had no idea what we...

This isn’t the Mom I Want to Be

This isn’t the Mom I Want to Be

I yelled. It was the end of the day, and no one was listening to me… and I just yelled. I’m not talking a raised voice or “you are in the other room and can’t hear me so I’m going to shout.” I yelled. Get back in here, and help me clean up these toys THIS minute! I...

A Letter to My Children About the Future of Our Nation

A Letter to My Children About the Future of Our Nation

"If My people who are called by My name put away their pride and pray, and look for My face, and turn from their sinful ways, then I will hear from heaven. I will forgive their sin, and will heal their land." - 2 Chronicles 7:14 Since you likely won’t read this for...

You Figured it Out

You Figured it Out

They sent you home with this little life. There was no instruction manual or easy user guide. There wasn’t a cheat sheet. All you had was your baby and your best judgment and God’s endless grace for the new mom. But you figured it out. You figured out what each cry...

To the Momma Up in the Middle of the Night

To the Momma Up in the Middle of the Night

Shhhhh. I won't take much of your time. I know you're busy. I know you're tired. And I know that more than anything you wish you were sleeping and your little one (or not so little one anymore) was sleeping too. I thought I might keep you company for a second. I know...

For the Momma Whose Arms are Full

For the Momma Whose Arms are Full

I had just turned off the lamp in my bedroom when I heard her cry from across the house. Just down the hall from her baby brother’s room, my four year old daughter's confused words were faintly filtering through the baby monitor on my nightstand. I sat up and started...

I Don’t Think I Can Do This

I Don’t Think I Can Do This

She was on the other side of the wall in the next room. I couldn’t hear what the nurses were saying or her husband or friends. I couldn’t hear what words her family might have spoken to assure her. I couldn’t hear the calm words of the doctor or the likely beeping of...

An Honest Valentine For My Husband

An Honest Valentine For My Husband

Happy Valentine’s Day to My Husband  the man who lives in my house, and sleeps in my bed, and that I don’t get to connect with very often. Hi. I love you. It’s nice to stop and acknowledge that we are married, and that you are my husband and I am your wife when we are...

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