6 signs you might be a good mom

6 signs you might be a good momMaybe you don’t actually question if you’re a decent parent. For myself, I tend to question if I’m doing enough. That concern is born out of a deep-seated concern for my children’s welfare that was created in me by God when I became a first-time mother. If you ever ask that question, you might be a good mom. Here are six other signs you might be a good mom:

1. Your Target grocery basket has 8,427 kid and baby items and two mama items. Maybe. 

6 signs you might be a good mom
Target runs are somewhat rare for me, as venturing out with the three rascals is rather ambitious. But if I have an extra dollar, the question of whether it’s going to me or my kids does not actually exist. If you find this happening to you, you might be a good mom. 

2. When you hear crying at 2AM, your concern for their welfare is somewhat greater than your desire to keep sleeping. Most of the time. 

What’s more, even if you’re normally a heavy sleeper, the slightest whimper can wake you up. Especially during those newborn days. Sheesh (By the way, if you’re paranoid about your baby not breathing, this movement monitor is perfect). If you can’t snooze straight through your kids wailing like the boogeyman just ate their arm, you might be a good mom. 

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3. You eat your dinner cold. And last. 

Every meal is punctuated with requests that require you to leave your seat, which is extra-appealing after being on your feet for the last hour or so preparing and serving the meal. If answering most of your kids’ mealtime demands leaves your arroz con gandules (ha! As if I know how to make that dish) less-than-steaming at the point at which it enters your mouth, you might be a good mom. 

4. You spend less time in the shower than you do cleaning oatmeal from their hair and clothes. 

The screaming, whining, and inconsiderate requests are inevitable once you unrobe and start the water. The question is, how long can you ignore them before mommy guilt forces you to cut things short? If you barely spend enough time in the shower to clean yourself (and often not even every day) because you’re worried your kids might end up in the ER during the five minutes they’re not in your control, you might be a good mom (disclaimer: please make sure your kids are in a safe spot while you shower. Leaving the baby next to an open flame is NOT a good idea. But you know this, because you’re probably a good mom).

6 signs you might be a good mom; read more at gloriousmomblog.com5. You’re willing to endure ninety minutes of preparations for a sixty minute trip to the park. 

The park is essential for everyone’s sanity. You can only spend so many days in a row cooped up in the kitchen cooking and cleaning with the occasional foray into the laundry room. Your kids are getting restless playing with the same (who are we kidding: 2,476) toys and need some sunshine. You might be a good mom if you’re willing to go the distance and change the diaper that just got changed so that you all can enjoy the venue of your kids’ choice. 

6. You might be a good mom if you yell at your kids on occasion.

Whaaaaaaat? Sorry, a bit of a departure from the flavor of this post, but yes, even moms who sometimes lose it after their kid just dumped their entire dinner on the floor and then slapped mama in the face, even these mothers can be considered a good mom. If you feel guilty about it, apologize to your kid, and pray for God to give you grace to do it less, you’re still a good mom. 

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I SO don’t have it all together

I SO dont have it all together: debunking the myth that some people are perfect. Check it out at gloriousmomblog.com. It happened. I became a pastor’s wife. Well, technically, I married him before he became a pastor, and he’s a worship pastor, but it’s the same concept. So lots of people see me, and know who I am. I’m not in the least obsessed with what people think of me, but with many eyes on me, representing my husband and my church, I have to be vigilant about my demeanor. 

I get it. Seriously, whatever helps people and keeps them from being offended. It’s not about me. But sometimes I feel like presenting this view of a flawless, amazing person doesn’t always help people. Not that they think I’m flawless. Clearly I don’t have supreme control over my kids, and I’m constantly recounting crazy stories of our life. I SO dont have it all together: debunking the myth that some people are perfect. Check it out at gloriousmomblog.com. But for the people who think I’m remotely close to flawless, or that such people exist, I’m here to debunk the foolishness. 

My dazzling Sunday morning look is achieved in no more than ten minutes. 

I can’t even get a shower in before church. Well … I could. It just would mean less sleep. Unfortunately, I’m not that dedicated to my appearance right now. Since my husband is the worship leader, he goes early and I’m left getting three munchkins ready by myself. 

I so don't have it all together: read my post about how being a pastor's wife doesn't necessarily mean I'm perfect, and putting people on a pedestal is not helpful. Check it out at gloriousmomblog.com. My musical abilities were not a gift granted to me. I’m not “lucky” that I can play and sing. I worked hard to get where I’m at.

That said, talent requires cultivation, something I’ve barely done since having kids. I have some skill, but in the scheme of things, it’s not that much. 

I have to work hard to keep my calm with my kids, and I’m not always successful. 

Moms with just one kid are in awe of me with my three, and I’m mystified by the mama with seven kids. Bottom line, don’t compare. 

I SO dont have it all together: debunking the myth that some people are perfect. Check it out at gloriousmomblog.com. If you stopped by my house for a visit and it was clean, you’ve been conned. 

We rarely have people over, and when we do, getting the house presentable is exhausting. I just can’t sustain that every day; I don’t have that kind of energy. It’s not that I don’t clean. I spend more time cleaning than doing anything else. But we’ve got five mess-makers and two people who clean, so you get the idea. 

If you look at the direction and fruit of my life, you could draw a conclusion that I’ve led a charmed life. 

I’ve found that it pays to be honest with myself. First of all, I have no good apart from God. I’m not going to lie and say there aren’t good things I’ve accomplished and that God has worked into my character and understanding. I’ve done my part to allow Him to work, and He’s done miracles. 

I SO dont have it all together: debunking the myth that some people are perfect. Check it out at gloriousmomblog.com.

However, I can look at myself objectively and see that there are areas I need to grow in, and areas that I’ve had victory in. 

The idea that anyone has it all together is a farce. Some people are just better at hiding their issues. 

we're being transformed into Christ's image

As Christians, we are on a journey of being transformed into Christ’s image. We’re all in different places, but none of us, not even the Apostle Paul, have attained it yet (well, NOW he has). 

I’m just a regular girl trying to look like Jesus. I don’t beat myself up for my shortcomings, and I’m not puffed up about my strengths. 

With my eyes fixed on Jesus, can’t see much of myself anyway. 


The flip side of intense love

The flip side of intense love: struggling with disappointment and sadness in the midst of life's blessings. Read more at gloriousmomblog.com.I wanted to call this post “Why even moms struggle with sadness”, but a week or so ago I published “The surprising reason you had a bad day”, and it sounded too similar, even though it’s not. 

Nothing brings you more joy than having a family. So with all the love and adventure swirling around, why do we moms suffer from the blues more often than we’d like to admit?

Here’s my theory: apart from the general longing for perfection and beauty that is unfulfilled in this life, as described in my post here, I think it has to do with the hundreds of repeated failures we face every day. 

The flip side of intense love: struggling with disappointment and sadness in the midst of life's blessings. Read more at gloriousmomblog.com.I do not think these tiny failures make you a failure as a mom. The problem is, we hold tiny worlds in our clumsy hands. We’re responsible for balance, order, making sure everyone is fed, clean, and comfortable, the house faking cleanliness adequately, and a myriad of other things. We are, in short, amazingly Glorious Moms (or dads). 

However, perfection is unattainable. We may be able to fake it for a day or two, but we aren’t God, and this isn’t heaven. There are things out of our control and things inside our control, things which aren’t our fault, and things for which we have no excuse. 

The bottom line is this: we care deeply. We want to perfectly create a perfect world for the objects of our affection. We want to give them our best. We don’t want to snap in anger, continually say no to our five-year-old who just wants to play with mommy, or forget to have a meal ready for our husband. 

The flip side of intense love: struggling with disappointment and sadness in the midst of life's blessings. Read more at gloriousmomblog.com.These creatures of fierce passion, our loves, they disappoint in turn: tantrums, disobedience, poor performance in school, bad decisions. But we yearn for perfection, the way things were designed to be! For them and us. That perfection is not yet. It will be, soon, but for now we have this seemingly mediocre counterfeit. 

How to deal with the perpetual crushing disappointment, the inevitable sadness? I have two small thoughts on the matter. 

One: that we go on loving our family and loving God is a shining representation of our faith. That on this broken side of eternity we would waddle through a myriad of obstacles, loving and serving the best we know how is one of the most precious acts of worship we can present the Lover of our souls. Don’t think He doesn’t see! He sees and cherishes it. 

Philippians 4:8 whatsoever things are true, think on these things. My second thought is that as challenging as it is, we need to take our eyes off our thousands of failures, and set them first of all, on the One who never fails, and second of all, on the good things He has given us. Philippians 4:8 says to think about the good things. At one point I was journaling three things every day that had made me happy. It really helps to program your brain to focus on positive things. 

The truth is, despite multiple repeated failures, we are not failures as mothers, friends, daughters, spouses … every day we put our needs last and focus on the needs of the ones we love the most, and move heaven and earth to meet those needs. It doesn’t always happen, but they are super-lucky to have us. 

I took a shower

I took a shower: a silly poem on the futility of cleanliness as a mom. Read more at gloriousmomblog.com. I took a shower. 

Earth paused its rotation in sheer contemplation of the boldness of such an act.

God in His glory laughed at the story of me getting clean; it’s a fact. 

I took a shower. 

Two little boys with plenty of toys decided they needed the others’. 

Then shouting ensued along with some rude shoving and hitting of brothers. 

I took a shower: a silly poem on the futility of cleanliness as a mom. Read more at gloriousmomblog.com. I took a shower. 

I then heard a yell as my little girl fell from trying to fly like a fairy. 

She then ran in fear, yelling in tears, “without you, mom, everything’s scary!”

I took a shower. 

Little boy had to poo, then what did he do, but remove his diaper this minute. 

With poop smearing here, and all over there, what did he do but walk in it. 

I took a shower: a silly poem on the futility of cleanliness as a mom. Read more at gloriousmomblog.com. I took a shower. 

One found a cabinet with pots and pans in it, and arranged them all on the floor. 

The other found rice, and thought it was nice, to give it a little pour. 

I took a shower. 

I was desperate and dirty, not at all perty, so I did what any mom would. 

I took a gamble, left the house in shambles, but I cleaned myself real good. 

The surprising reason you had a bad day

The surprising reason you had a bad day: we all have one of THOSE days.  Find out what purpose it could possibly serve at gloriousmomblog.com.Everyone has one of those days. It might start early in the morning, or later in the day. Something small but not-quite-right happens that gets under your skin. Today I was looking forward to sleeping in, as Jac didn’t have school. Then two of my kids woke up at 6:15AM anyways, my youngest insisting I feed him breakfast. 

This tiny inconvenience that gets under your skin is compounded by several other ones that usually wouldn’t bother you a bit, but today irritate the garbage out of you. I was so behind today, despite managing my time the best I could (why was I behind? I got up early?!?!) and I couldn’t make phone calls regarding my son’s therapy. MOM GUILT.

The surprising reason you had a bad day: we all have one of THOSE days.  Find out what purpose it could possibly serve at gloriousmomblog.com.Sometimes we nip it in the bud, like the time I drove almost an hour to therapy only to find out insurance issues meant our session was cancelled. Instead of being annoyed, I took advantage of the babysitting situation and gave my son a leisurely visit to a nearby park without his siblings. 

But sometimes, despite all efforts, prayer, worship, chanting mantras, you name it; the Bad Day settles itself in and refuses to dislodge. Today I’m trying to figure out why, as my husband watches the kids at the playground and I ponder from a park bench. He figured I needed alone time. 

In the midst of the brokenness and my silly angst over pretty much nothing, I feel the quiet stir of my soul. I blogged about this last week. I’m hungry for a perfect world without pain and mistakes and sadness, because I know it exists. The  subtle burning desire inside is a promise of an eternity full of life, joy and perfection. 

The surprising reason you had a bad day: we all have one of THOSE days.  Find out what purpose it could possibly serve at gloriousmomblog.com.So what is the point to this tedious exercise? Why am I still here? Who would rather be here anyway? Asking these questions, I feel God whisper gently, “I need you to see that you need Me.” Reality opens up as it occurs to me that I’ve done it again. Tried to be super-mom. The Glorious Mom in my own strength. Perhaps buoyed by my successes, I forget I am nothing, have nothing and can do nothing apart from the Holy Spirit empowering me. 

I need the fruit of the Spirit in my life. I can’t do love, joy, peace – forget patience! – any of that is impossible. The best thing I can do is run to my Creator in my broken state and admit my desperate need. My glaringly obvious shortcomings. The Bible says He is close to the broken-hearted, but when I try to be fantastic on my own, He’s not quite close, and I’m not quite fantastic. 

Thank God He was waiting for this moment! For me to admit I need Him and to run to Him, humbly begging His presence and provision over my life. From this viewpoint, I understand how sometimes I need moments like this where I’m not quite excelling but rather failing gloriously, so I can see things clearly, as they are. Sometimes I need to have a Bad Day. 

How to tame your scatterbrain

How to tame your scatterbrain: tips  to help you be more focused snd productive. Read more at gloriousmomblog.com. I’m not a super-organized person. I enjoy being organized; I’m just terrible at it. That said, I’m juggling so many different things right now, that my life is pretty hectic. I used to think the reason I was so lousy at housework and finding time for things like mom-crafts and practicing music was because I had too many things on my plate. 

I do have an insanely ridiculous amount of things on my plate. But I realized that’s not my problem. My issue is that I’m terrible at time management. I decided to try something that could help me be more productive. 

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My weekly schedule

To help minimize time wasted when transitioning from one task to another, I began by making a detailed schedule for myself. 


I’m currently homeschooling my daughter, so I made her a schedule that runs concurrently with mine. Brilliant idea, right? I barely follow this at all. This is just my starting point. Problem is, there are too many variables from day to day and week to week. So what I use this for, specific as it appears, is a guideline. 

How to tame your scatterbrain: tips  to help you be more focused snd productive. Read more at gloriousmomblog.com. The real tool that helps control my scatterbrain is the custom schedule I make every day when I start my morning. I’ve found I’m somewhat able to stick to it, within thirty minutes or so. I use gel pens to make it sparkly and pretty, although my writing is pretty awful, which is why I general prefer to type everything up. 

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My daily schedule
In addition to this I have one more chart that I use to help me be productive. This is my household chores chart. It doesn’t include daily tasks such as sweeping the floor and doing the dishes, but rather the weekly or monthly ones that I despise the most and usually procrastinate until I feel like a disgusting person. Like sorting through the stack of mail and schoolwork by the microwave *shudders*, which for some reason I can’t force myself to do, but when I don’t, it makes the whole kitchen look messy. 

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Monthly household chore chart printable
I’ve found consistently that on the days I follow the schedule and finish one or two items on the monthly chores chart, I feel so much better at the end of the day. I feel like I’ve been accountable for my time as a work-at-home-mom, and I’ve been somewhat productive. 

Everyone needs a little time to gel out and relax. I try to include a reading and craft break every day (probably actually happens about three times a week). I’ve found I’m happier if I’m more productive during the day, rather than taking extended social media breaks where I’m basically just checking my notifications (yay! Someone retweeted my status. Almost nobody is following me on Pinterest. Figures. Gotta check my blog stats! Twenty times a day!). When the kids are in bed is when I can relax with mindless behavior like reading or checking social media. 

How to distract your kids while you work

How to distract your kids while you work: 16 tips to keep the littles busy so you can actually get stuff done! Read how at the blog: gloriousmomblog.com. I’ve been working since I was in my teens, with a short break while I was in college. When I had my first baby, I still had to continue all my normal duties, except with a newborn! I now have three small children, and still have zero childcare. 

So in the past five plus years, I have learned to get creative! I constantly need to keep my kids occupied, not just while I’m working, but also when I’m doing general housekeeping and cleaning stuff. Here are some ideas I have for keeping my kids out of my hair. 

1. Put on some kid’s music and let them dance. 

Veggie Tales, anyone? I can’t endure this every day, but it works once in a while. 

2. When it’s warm, let them play in the yard. 

I work almost entirely from my cell phone, so it’s easy to transplant myself outdoors. 

How to distract your kids while you work: 16 tips to keep the littles busy so you can actually get stuff done! Read how at the blog: gloriousmomblog.com. 3. Set up blanket forts and box mazes. 

Also use toy tents and collapsible tunnels!

4. Put them in the feeding chair with a water bottle with a mister. 

This works on my autistic son very well. This product is genius. 

5. Set them in a reading nook with some books

Of course, this depends on your child’s personality. My oldest and youngest love this. 

6. Play doh!

7. Kinetic sand!

8. Coloring or simple cut and paste activities

9. Relocate them to a different room. 

My kids get bored in the same spot all the time. Alternate rooms and be sure to mix in snack time and craft time

How to distract your kids while you work: 16 tips to keep the littles busy so you can actually get stuff done! Read how at the blog: gloriousmomblog.com. 10. DIY water table

11. Give your toddler a sorting activity or something similar.

12. Give them an extended bath and work in or near the bathroom. 

13. With your older kids, encourage pretend play. 

14. If they’re old enough, let them try to wash the plastic dishes

My daughter is five and it takes her like thirty minutes to wash like six dishes, but she likes it and it keeps her busy!

How to distract your kids while you work: 16 tips to keep the littles busy so you can actually get stuff done! Read how at the blog: gloriousmomblog.com. 15. Keep rotating toys and even rearrange your house so they don’t get bored. 

We recently turned a bedroom into a toy room. For days my middle child has been insistent on playing there without me. 

16.  Have more kids. 

This post is decidedly bereft of humor so I had to add that one. Actually though, my oldest and my youngest play together a lot, which helps tremendously!

It’s a legitimate challenge working with small children underfoot, but it doesn’t have to stress you out. Once you learn how to change things up and keep the little boogers occupied, it’s a blessing to be able to have them with you all day … well, kind of …