The Night She Didn’t Call My Name

The Night She Didn’t Call My Name

She didn't call for me tonight. I stood a few steps outside of her bedroom door after I put her to bed and waited. Nothing. She didn't cry standing at the edge of her crib reaching for me to lift her out like she did four years ago. She didn't get out of a toddler bed...

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The #GoodMomMovement

The #GoodMomMovement

This isn't for one group of moms. This isn't for moms in one season of life. This isn't for just a few of us. This is for each of us. To the momma in waiting who is all together thrilled and terrified... Who has done as much as she can to get ready for her little...

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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...

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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....

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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When We Hope They Will Forget…

When We Hope They Will Forget…

He had worked so hard on his Lego creation. For over an hour he had sat at the kitchen table carefully piecing each block in place. I’m not sure if it slipped or if his little brother reached up and grabbed it. But the next thing I knew, it was shattered into a...

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To the Mom With the Cozy Coupe in Her Living Room

To the Mom With the Cozy Coupe in Her Living Room

There has been a red Fisher Price Cozy Coupe parked in my living room for the last five years. We bought our first little plastic car when my oldest son turned one. He enjoyed climbing inside and eating his snack and putting his drink in the cup holder in the back....

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