Be like….

Week 7… I have nothing to say except BRING IT!

Week 6 was a doozy. 

  • Cat poop everywhere
  • More cat poop 
  • Try and clean said cat and cat poop
  • Failed groom attempt at home
  • More cat poop
  • Failed grooming attempt at groomer, sent groomer to ER with wounds from said cat
  • Cat puke
  • Cat now limping from traumatic week
  • No progress made on cleaning YUCK
  • No progress made on house renovation
  • Add in plumbing issues for a full day in the kitchen- thankfully the husband was home for that ๐Ÿ™‚

Week 7….

  • Wake incredibly ill
  • Want to ugly cry as husband leaves for the week

So if I had a stick figure saying it would go like this:

Ok, ok…. In all reality I’m mostly just complaining. This is what it’s like being a single parent for most of the week. It’s hard, it sucks, it’s not what I would have picked, but this is what we’ve got to work with right now in this very moment. 

So while I pull on my big girl panties, shove some tissues in my nose and slap some beloved essential oils all over myself and Crosby, you’ll find me trying to paint or do something to help move out renovation along.

Here’s my thoughts. I’ve recently started singing and leading worship again…. And we’ve also opened our home to host a kid friendly small group on Tuesdays. The enemy sees this and is doing a might fine job and distracting us/me and trying to destroy something amazing God is working on. 

So instead… Here’s what I’m choosing instead….

All that being said. Pray for me. Pray for my home. Pray that Crosby doesn’t get whatever I’ve got. Pray for Connor as he’s working out of town. I could go on… But you get the idea.

Dearest Hubster,

I love you. Come home soon. We miss you already. We’re so thankful for your hard work and dedication. ๐Ÿ’™




Week 6ย 

As I sit on the floor in our bedroom, listening to the sweet snoring of our “needy” baby, I have felt every negative emotion under the sun. Frustration, anxious, annoyed, irritated, lonely, overwhelmed. The list could probably go on and on. I’m actually quite surprised as Monday’s are typically easier. This Monday is the exception.


*note to self: transition baby from RNP to Crib and/or pack n play equals hard.

But I’m sitting here- folding laundry. And I’ll never forget something I read once about doing your husbands laundry. How it helps you remember the hard work, the long hours, the sacrifices in times of greater frustrations. As I watched your pile of folded clothes grow and grow, while my pile stayed the same (couple pairs of yoga pants- lets be honest, I don’t “get dressed” while you’re away), I again remembered that I am lucky that you work so hard so that I don’t have to. You make loads of sacrifices so that I don’t have to. 

We’re going on 6 full weeks of this routine, and you’d think that by now- I would know how to manage. But I don’t. In fact, I’m increasingly frustrated with myself that I lack the ability to adapt and adapt well. Let’s just say: I’m ready for my husband to be home. 

*we like it better when you’re here!

Yup- you heard me. I’m tired of “sucking it up cause being a mommy is hard work”. I’m tired of “let the house chores go, laundry can wait”. I’m tired of holding it all together, going to bed alone,  and most of all, I’m ready to feel like I have my teammate back. I salute those who parent alone, cause this momma was not cut out for it. I depend on my husband so much. Even if it’s just relief from a crabby baby, or a quick smile of encouragement. Or those nights when Crosby decides he wants to party instead of sleep: I need my person to tag-team it with me. 

So yeah- I’m over it. 

Don’t get me wrong, I’m beyond thankful for the financial provisions, I’m beyond thankful for a great, stable job that allows us to have everything we need and then some. I’m so thankful for an able husband who can work, who likes working! There is much to be thankful for. But there’s also much to be missed. 


6 weeks is hard. I’m not sure when the “end” is coming. Maybe soon, maybe not.  Crosby and I miss you, Connor. 

Two for One

Dear Crosby, 

Today is day 1 of week 5 that your daddy has been away working his tail off. I know you may be too little to really understand the concept of time but not seeing him for 4 full days really does a number on us. BUT, that smile you get the minute you lay eyes on him… Irreplaceable. Your whole face explodes with pure joy. And daddy… He gets pretty darn excited to see you too. I’m not sure who’s smile is bigger. All I know is we ALL look forward to Thursday nights! 

You, my sweet child, have refined me in ways I wouldn’t have ever imagined. I like order. I like clean. I crave routine. You are teaching me constantly to no longer be a slave to the need for “sameness”. You’ve taught me the art of flexibility and sacrificial time and energy. You’ve taught me how to juggle not one or two things, but perhaps even 5 tasks at once. And not only are you teaching your momma, YOU are learning and growing at an alarming rate. I’m significantly impressed by your ability to wake up and smile from dawn until dusk.

Your presence is a constant reminder to me lately that little eyes and little ears are observing. I am who you will learn from and look to for guidance. What an honor and a burden. I am imperfect, and you’ll watch me fail- but I promise you can trust me. 

I love your wild heart, I love your courageous spirit. We are beyond proud of you.

Love always,

Your Momma


I love you, CONNOR, because…

  • You have shown an abudence of patience and encouragement while you are working away.
  • You are an amazing spiritual leader 
  • You’re guiding me and supporting me in ministry, in devotional times, and in parenting.
  • You love Crosby.
  • You are study and strong and unwavering.

Once again we part ways for the week. I spend a few moments grumbling and in my half-asleep state beg you to crawl back in bed and not go. But.. You must. This was the provision we prayed for. It definitely doesn’t look the way we planned but we’re surviving. Thank you for being a great partner and companion in this (hopefully short) season. 

You’re the best. โค๏ธ

Crosby’s Likes: 

  • Boobies
  • Rolling from back to tummy (constantly)
  • Sitting 
  • Smiling
  • Being tickled
  • His bouncer
  • Bath time
  • Peek-a-boo
  • Books

Crosby’s Dislikes:

  • Some strangers or when too many people get close to his face
  • Getting out of the bath
  • Clothes and/or diaper being changed
  • Teething 
  • On Occasion he doesn’t like his car seat
  • (Thankfully there’s not much he doesn’t like)


Crosby’s Milestones:

  • Sitting almost completely unassisted for short periods of time.
  • Rolling really well from back to tummy just about every single time he’s on the floor.
  • Bouncing like a crazy man
  • Starting to babble instead of only coo’s and ahh’s.
  • Almost always responds to his name unless he’s intrigued by something.
  • Hits toys and objects on the table
  • Trying to army crawl
  • Stands with assistance but loves trying to pull himself up.

Nicknames: Bubs, stinker butt, C, and baby. My nephew calls him Crozzy ๐Ÿ’™

Weight: on Jan 7 (he was 5m on the 6th) he was 19lbs even and 28 inches tall. He wears size 9 month clothing very comfortably. We still don’t do bottles (not by choice, and for my records we nurse on demand and he still wakes frequently to eat at night-  


See this face- yeah I took this picture at 11p) and binkies are great for teething toys, Ha! I’m currently reading a few books and two are for introduction to solids. We are going to explore the method of Baby Led Weaning.  


I’m not planning on weaning him from nursing anytime soon, but we do intend on introducing solids at 6 months! We are super excited and I know Crosby will thoroughly enjoy food! 

 (don’t worry the bumbo is strapped to the back of the chair and I never once left his side!) 

I love you because…ย 

I love you…

  • Because you let me nap when I need it most.
  • Because you work stinking hard to make sure we have everything we need and then some.
  • Because the way you look at and play with Crosby.


  • Because you are a wonderful leader and example, not only in everyday life- but in our faith and relationships with Christ.
  • Because you almost always let me eat “first” and willingly play or hold Crosby during dinner time when you’re home. Pretty soon Crosby will get to eat WITH us instead of just watching ๐Ÿ™‚
  • Because you always touch me when walking by. Whether it’s a swift spank in the rear or just a quick kiss on the cheek (oo-la-la)
  • Because you respect and honor my opinions and suggestions. We are always working towards being a better team than individuals.
  • Because you encourage me to do things I wouldn’t normally do on my own.
  • Because you encourage me in general.

Week 4, day 1. We’re at it again and I will say it’s no more or less challenging than week 1, day 1. I’m super thankful that you and I binge clean on the days you are home so that Crosby and I can just continue making a mess while you’re away. It’s incredibly helpful to start the week of reset. Laundry 100% complete, dishes 100% complete, house cleaned and vacuumed. 

What’s most challenging, which I fail to speak more of, is that your presence is missed. Your smile at the end of the day. Your helping hands to love on our son at the end of the day. Our conversations, our hugs and kisses goodnight. Yes, it’s nice to have my helper for household stuff and yeah I have plenty of room for improvement on balancing life as a mom who gets the pleasure and blessing to be a homemaker, but really…. It’s just hardest to have you be gone. 

It’s just a season. I cannot thank you enough for your sacrifice to make sure we’re living out our dreams as a family!