Retrospection

We've been married for 3 years in October, and I am in head-over-heels love with my husband.
This does not mean, however, that we have not had moments where I was completely overwhelmed by our situation or wondered what God was thinking.  Actually, I still have those days now.

I'm incredibly thankful that I am in a very passionate, almost cheesily romantic relationship, because it has often been the fuel God has given us to push through moments that we don't understand.
It's amazing to be able to look back at the past 3 years and see where God was growing us.  We've had moments where we knew that ALL we had to hold onto was God's goodness and the relationship He'd gifted us with.  As a wife, I've had prayer times committing to God that I trusted Him above all else, submitting to Billy because that's what God calls me to do, and fully believing that God honors the family structure He's created.  Time and again, God not only shows up at the end of our confusion, but we can see in hindsight that He was molding us the whole way through.

I'm thankful for a God who is intimately involved in our processes, not just our end results.
I look forward to a life full of them.

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Good Intentions

I would label myself as organized, if not a little OCD.
Some days, though, I get into bed exhausted and wonder what I did that day.  I mean, taking care of another human being is a pretty big deal, but still.  I know I'm capable, but some days, I feel much less than.
Enter Tsh, blogger at simplemom.net and author of Organized Simplicity.  I have a huge admiration for blogger mommies who are amazing writers.  Tsh is that and so much more.

I downloaded the e-version of her book onto my iPad, and though I'm only halfway into it, I feel like my life is forever changed already.
Tsh has taught me (and my small family):

1. To create a purpose statement.  I'll share ours another day, but the more amazing thing than having it written down was the act of talking it out.  We are pretty good communicators, but being so intentional was awesome for us.

2. To give myself achievable daily goals.  I'm one to sit down in the morning and make a list of all that needs to be done... ever.  And then, when I'm done with the ten million pages, I'm so worn out that I go eat chocolate and watch the Backyardigans.  You think I'm kidding?  I'm so serious.
Instead, smaller lists with more realistic goals are much more helpful...

I think any young mom or wife who manages (or attempts to manage) her household should pick this book up.  It's not just a how-to book (which, if you know me, I hate reading), but it is an inspiration to examine your life, your motives for your family, and your goals, letting your discoveries fuel your kind of home organization.  No pressure, really, just encouragement.

This is my shameless push for reading this book.  Do it.

Milestones

Our little Liam has hit all of his milestones with flying colors, and quickly.  Sometimes, it feels all to fast for this mommy.  While I'm trying to extract every part of his sweet babyhood, in first-born fashion, he's racing ahead before I'm ready for it.

There's one milestone, though, that I wouldn't give up for the world: his personality.

We keep a bib on him most times because he drools rivers down his chin, 

especially when he's trying to tell us something.

He doesn't like staying put, and I'm pretty sure he's super jealous of all of his crawler friends.

Liam's feet are a main attraction at the Rogers household these days.

And not just for Baby.  I (not-so-secretly) love them, too.

I'm not sure how often he closes his mouth.  He's pretty much talking non-stop.

This is exactly the face he makes when I go into his room in the morning.

Grumpiness no longer exists in my world.

Real food... another milestone that makes me slightly weepy.

What a childhood we have ahead of us.  I would say I can't wait, but really, I'm pretty happy with right where he is.  I can wait.  Today is exactly what I want to spend kissing little cheeks, wiping away little tears (among other things), and smiling back at the little boy who has a tight grip on our heart.

Change is Good

If you are a regular reader of my lately irregularly updated blog, you will notice that I've made some changes around these parts, and they're pretty big.

Drumroll...
After two and a half years of writing under the "Bon Mot" header, I have decided to move in a new direction, and have changed my title to:

It's been a long time coming, actually.  I've always aspired to be as chic and clever as the French title I had ascribed to my blog.  I've tried, I really have, and, thankfully, I've failed.

About a year ago,  I was in the throes (and still am, in many ways) of figuring out how to be a big dreamer who lives the day-to-day life in peace and contentment.  I wrote a coupling of posts sharing the title "The Journey" (click to read: Part 1 & Part 2).  I tried to articulate that I desperately needed to find the balance between knowing the dreams God had placed in my heart and living for the day when those dreams would come to pass.  I had to figure out how to live through the now, the stuff that makes up real life.

I've worked (in real life) to be the me that blooms where I'm planted and carries her dreams as gifts, not burdens.  In real life, I've become more thankful for the moments that carry us to wherever we'll end up.

My blog just took a little while to catch up to the new me, but it's here now, and I'm so very excited to see where it goes.  The new title, if you didn't catch it, is "One Momentous Life," with a focus on the word "moment."  My cheesy English nerd self loves the idea that the moments make up the stuff of our lives that we may one day look back and see as momentous.  I'm beginning to realize that in rushing away the moments of life, the nitty-gritty of the processes we're working through, we miss so much.  


So, welcome, friend.  I'm a little more comfortable here, and I hope you will be too.