Thee Angel Project

A year of writing a little bit of everything. Writers Write, Right?

i’m a better mom when…


I’m not so consumed with this place. It’s true. I fought it for a long time, but the fact is that I cannot do all of the things I want to do and do them well. Something’s got to give and because I am too anal (sorry, there is no better word) when it comes to writing, this is it.

My children will argue and make masterpieces and say all manner of things hilarious and grow by leaps and bounds and if I’m not careful, I’ll miss it.

So that’s where I’ve been these past couple weeks, knee deep in the masterpieces, and to be honest, it’s been really great. I’ll give you the quick highlights and then let you get back to your own children, because if you’re not careful, you’ll miss it too.

The boy turned 14 and seemingly grew from a child to a man overnight. Well, maybe a man in training. I just keep thinking, I have four more years with him. Four. That’s it. Oh, I’ll still show up in his dorm room and on his doorstep and be his number one stalker, but all of him is mine for only four more years. It’s not long enough and yet the anticipation of the man he is becoming is a bit intoxicating. It’s gonna be good.

Just yesterday we welcomed some dear friends back into the area. They are Oldest Middle’s godparents and to say she is thrilled might be a bit of an understatement.

Haiti. We bought our tickets! We’re going back and I. Cannot. Wait. We get to take my dad with us this time as well as a dear couple from our first church family. I’ve been looking back through my notes and blog posts and packing lists from our first trip and my heart is all aflutter with the joy and heartache and love that I know is coming.

We’re praying for all manner of things here. For friends with a difficult diagnosis, more than one. That might be one of the hardest things about moving away, not being there to bring meals or give hugs or share knowing glances or just be. Thankfully we left those that we love in some pretty capable hands. God’s hands and feet are at work and it is a joy to watch from afar.

Where Two or Three are Gathered has been a casualty of these last few weeks I’m afraid. I have been checking in occasionally, but haven’t done much commenting and cheering you on and for that I apologize. I will admit that the amount of time and energy it took to grow the group, only to have it just be a few of us, was a little frustrating. That wasn’t fair to this last month’s participants though. I have enjoyed reading your work and will continue to do so. I’m throwing a month 4 link up out there…just because.


The rest of our time recently has been consumed with snakes in our home…yep, that noun right there is plural…there were two…I’m so sorry! (Friends, please still come visit us!) :), Bible study (Love!), and trying to make sure the eight month old doesn’t eat anything she shouldn’t while trying to get her to eat something she actually should. She did open her mouth twice for some green beans yesterday. It’s progress. I’ll take it. Considering Haiti is only four months away though and she’s not coming with us…we’ve got some work to do…little stinker.

This is the day that the Lord has made! Now go, rejoice, and be glad!

We’ll talk again soon.



Author: Heather

I want you to see life the way I see it. Often contradictory, seldom predictable, many times lovely, occasionally tragic, but every day filled with God's grace.

5 thoughts on “i’m a better mom when…

  1. We all need breaks and the freedom to figure out what works best for our family and ourselves. I miss your writing but totally understand. Keep on keeping on friend! I’m looking for a break in the near future… you might not be the only one!

  2. I’m a better mommy when…my children have all slept well, have full tummies, and the Farmer is home. AND I have slept well, have a full tummy, and the Farmer is home. I’m not sure all of these have happened at once.

    When we are the jack of all trades, we are the master of none. What a better world we would live in if people decided to try to be masters of their mommydom or daddydom šŸ™‚ . Sounds like this is the path you are taking. It hurts my heart that from this end it sounds as though you are apologizing for that–I think you should wear it as a badge of honor.

    My whole life I was told I was unable to have children. I met my husband LATE in life and had nearly given up on that dream. In that time I was able to obtain multiple degrees and travel the world. And I GLADLY give it up to be a stay-at-home-mommy. I don’t take that job lightly. It is hard to hear from BOTH sides of the family what “a waste” my education, career, and any other goals are. It’s painful that my own family doesn’t understand how MUCH better my life is now.

    I don’t need to be healing people every day–there are many other highly talented people out there doing that. I’m raising soldiers for Christ. And I know you are too. There is NOT a world full of THESE mommies. We all decide at some point that something has to give. For me it was my career, and I don’t apologize one minute for that. I don’t think you should either. You announced that this site was an experiment–so I don’t believe anyone in the group didn’t realize what that means.

    If you feel you want to regroup after awhile, I would suggest just writing about how God’s working in you through a verse or chapter you’ve read. Sharing what you’re preparing for a women’s group or retreat. It can be overwhelming for people to try to write about things they aren’t going through. I always find those the best articles to read anyway–much more relate-able.

    Please don’t take it personally that I am not signing up again. Writing DOES come easy to me. I often write all my posts for a week at once while the Farmer has the kids, then time, and then don’t log on to my computer for another week. It has been incredibly difficult for me to log on every day to visit 3 or more sites. So I am choosing not to keep logging on every day. I thoroughly enjoyed reading about some lovely ladies’ lives and leaving them comments, but just can’t spend but more than a day or two on the computer each week. Hope you understand (it’s not YOU, it’s ME šŸ™‚ Lol.) I enjoy hearing your heart, and will likely be back. I just can’t commit to the terms right now.

    Haiti! Wow! I remember all my trips/missions to third world countries so fondly. I can’t wait to resume them someday. I haven’t left the states once since having my first child. I will be living vicariously for you. If you are planning your trip for AFTER January, do contact me, I have something I wish to send with you for those ladies–won’t take up too much room.

    Heather, feel free to delete this rather than publish (or delete parts of it), as I know it is personal. I’m pretty sure the ladies that visit here do so with love and understanding. Don’t loose sleep over this!

    Many Blessings to you and your family,

    • Deborah, thank you…for all of this. I’m not apologizing for working on being a better wife and mother, really just the fact that I committed to something and then didn’t follow through. That is what bothers me. I appreciate you sharing your approach to writing and am happy to have found your blog through this time. I’ll keep reading. šŸ™‚

  3. It sounds like wonderful things are happening in your life. I enjoy your writing, too, but understand needing a break. I’ll keep checking back though! šŸ™‚

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