Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mother’s Day to all the amazing mamas from us at Sweet Life. I pray today you find peace, love, joy & comfort.



The “W” in Christmas


Merry Christmas to everyone and their loved ones. Remember we’ve already received the best gift of all. A loving Savior. Thanks to all my readers. It’s a weird Christmas for us here: Sweet Baby is sick and it’s just a very laid back year. It’s kinda restful though. I hope everyone’s year is blessed. Enjoy this story by an unknown author. God bless. Jesus is the reason for the season.
~Our Sweet Life~

Each December I vowed to make Christmas a calm and peaceful experience. I had cut back on nonessential obligations: extensive card writing, endless baking, decorating, and even overspending.

Yet I still found myself exhausted, unable to fully appreciate the precious family moments, and, of course, the true meaning of Christmas.

My son, Nicholas, was in kindergarten that year. It was an exciting season for a six-year-old. For weeks, he’d been memorizing songs for his school’s Winter Pageant. I didn’t have the heart to tell him I’d be working the night of the production.

Unwilling to miss his shining moment, I spoke with his teacher who assured me there would be a dress rehearsal the morning of the presentation. All parents unable to attend that evening were welcome to come then. Fortunately, Nicholas seemed happy with the compromise. So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I filed in ten minutes early and found a seat in the cafeteria. Around the room, I saw several other parents quietly scampering to their seats.

As I waited, the students were led into the room. Each class, accompanied by their teacher, sat cross-legged on the floor. Then each group, one by one, rose to perform their song.

Because the public school system had stopped referring to the holiday as “Christmas” I didn’t expect anything other than fun, commercial entertainment: songs about reindeer, Santa Claus, snowflakes, and good cheer. So when my son’s class rose to sing “Christmas Love” I was slightly taken aback by its bold title.

Nicholas was aglow, as were all of his classmates, who were adorned in fuzzy mittens and red sweaters, with bright stocking caps on their heads. Those in the front row, center stage, held up large letters, one by one, to spell out the title of the song. As the class would sing “C is for Christmas” a child would hold up the letter “C.” Then, “H is for Happy,” and on and on, until each child holding his portion had presented the complete message, “Christmas Love.”

The performance was going smoothly, until suddenly we noticed her: a small, quiet girl in the front row holding the letter “M” upside down. She was unaware that reversed, her letter “M” appeared as a “W.”

The audience of first- through sixth-graders snickered at this little one’s mistake. But she had no idea they were laughing at her, and she stood tall, proudly holding her “W.” Although many teachers tried to shush the children, the laughter continued until the last letter was raised, and we all saw it together.

A hush came over the audience, and eyes began to widen. In that instant, we understood the reason we were there, why we celebrated the holiday in the first place, why even in the chaos there was a purpose for our festivities.

When the last letter was held high, the message read clear: “CHRISTWAS LOVE” (“CHRIST WAS LOVE”). And I believe He still is.

Less Judging More Love

Found this while scrolling through facebook. It works perfectly for how often we feel misunderstood with all of Sweet Baby’s special needs.  How can you judge less and love more? Tell me below in the comments. 

“I’ve been thinking about how easy it is to misunderstand and judge others. 1240093_10151717447846961_1213988082_n
Lately I’ve been aware of some of the unspoken yardsticks by which I measure others, like: A good mom doesn’t let her kids watch too much TV and doesn’t scream at her kids.

But then there’s Jesus who turns these notions upside down when He says, “The greatest of these is love.” What if, instead of self-righteousness, we offered love? It would sound like this: “Being a mom can be exhausting. Do you want me to come over and watch your kids so you can have a break?”

The Bible reminds me that I’m supposed to love, not judge and God’s challenging me to examine my thoughts of others. He wants us to come alongside others and help carry their burdens, rather than adding to them with criticism.

From Proverbs 31 Ministries “Everyday Life” Radio Program withLysa TerKeurst. For more, visit http://proverbs31.org/blog/loving-instead-of-judging/

~Our Sweet Life~

Happy Valentines Day 2013

Valentines Day has always just been another day. In high school my friends and I would call it Singles Awareness day, and we’d get each other gifts. Usually candy. Then when my husband entered the scene, Valentines day was still another day but we still liked to do something special for each other. Our first Valentines day together (2006) I had him over for dinner, I made lasagna. He brought me a beautiful bouquet of roses and chocolate covered strawberries. The


second year we ordered pizza and continued the tradition of staying in for dinner then we started going out after to see a movie. Then one year I made him pancakes and we ate by candle light. It was so simple yet romantic. Last year, Sweet Baby was only two months old and can’t even remember if we did anything. I think we went to the mall but other than that, it was any other day.  Oh and nursing every three hours. Now this year as Valentines day is here I find it being more than just a day. I think its being a stay at home mom, I desire an excuse to get out of sweatpants and put some make up on. To do my hair and go out and  spend time with my husband. Dwell in the moments that remind of us of pre baby days. Yes its hard to imagine. Wear something nice without fear of it getting drool or soggy graham crackers on my clothes. But this year we don’t have any plans-life has been a little crazy right now (I had my gallbladder removed 3 weeks ago). My husband isn’t a planner and I knew that. Looks like we’ll be staying in and having dinner once Sweet Baby is down. I had made italian gravy last night so maybe we’ll have that for dinner or I enjoy eating pancakes by candle light with a glass of wine. Today I’ll make Strawberry Chocolate Chip Cake Mix cookies (recipe to come in the next few days) for dessert. I’m looking forward to spending the day with my two favorite boys who have stolen my heart. Happy Valentines day to you and yours.

“A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.”

-Ingrid Bergman



PS here is a Healthy Valentine’s Day Survival Guide by Dr. Sears. It’s ok to treat yourself but if you do it too much you come to expect it.