Often, mothers are told about the joyful, exciting things they are about to embark on as they enter into parenthood. What people fail to share is the hard seasons of motherhood: loneliness, anxiety, depression, insecurity, comparison, disconnect with the Lord and their husbands, and loss of identity. These seasons can consume their hearts and steal their joy, leaving them hopeless and full of shame. In Midnight Lullabies, over 31 days, Lauren Eberspacher explores those places of motherhood that are often left unspoken.
There can be joy in the midst of suffering. Your dreams are never too big. There will always be laundry. We should celebrate the normal stuff. These sentiments and so many others are what Ashli Brehm collected as life lessons after receiving her breast cancer diagnosis at age 33. The lessons in this book are not just for those who have or have had cancer or only for people who have breasts. It is a mixed bag of life happenings that Brehm penned in order to never forget them as she lives life as a survivor.
As parents, we long for our kids to have family relationships that last a lifetime. But how do we create an atmosphere for connection while living in the messy moments of parenting? The Messy Life of Parenting shows you small changes you make now can build lasting relationships, even when the going gets tough. By applying God’s design for interdependence, you’ll be able to: strengthen family relationships, encourage leadership skills, distinguish between enabling and helping, discuss without creating division, and so much more.
Need a place to write down the good, the bad, and the ugly about motherhood? This hilarious journal is it. It includes prompts like “Where do you hide from your kids?” and funny quotes like “I turn activewear into just wear.” Jot down your crazy stories, have a laugh, and maybe, just maybe, we’ll all get through this crazy journey together.
From licensed parent and family educator Lori Wildenberg comes Messy Journey, a grace- and truth-filled roadmap to a healthy relationship with your wayward child. Whether they are rejecting faith, dabbling in sin, or wholeheartedly embracing sinful behavior, there is hope. After all, their struggle isn’t really with you―it’s with God.
Have big sighs and rolling eyes entered your home? Are you feeling challenged? Does it seem as if your child has morphed into someone else? You must be the parent of a tween or teen. You need supernatural love to raise that big kid! Raising Big Kids with Supernatural Love reveals fifteen qualities of love to infuse into your family.
At some point every parent realizes time is moving swiftly, and they ask themselves, How am I investing in my child? Through personal stories and biblical examples, 936 Pennies will help you discover how to capture time and use it to its fullest potential, replacing guilt and regrets with freedom. Meanwhile, your kids will see how simple choices, like putting the cell phone down and going on a family hike, will make all the difference. Together you will stretch time and make it richer.
When parenting little ones, big love is needed. Raising Little Kids with Big Love reveals 15 qualities of love. These are demonstrated through anecdotes and the authors’ conversational style, bringing the characteristics of 1 Corinthians 13 love to life in your parenting and in your youngster.
A small gift book for any mom who is feeling overwhelmed, this open letter provides validation and encouragement and directly addresses any mom currently in the trenches of motherhood. Every single one of us can benefit from knowing that we are not alone in times of struggle and from hearing the words “You got this!” from someone who has been there, too.
This is the “tidying up” book for people who don’t have time to pull out everything they own and hold it because this is real life and that idea gives them anxiety. In this hilariously entertaining and down-to-earth, practical guide, Brynn Burger walks you through more than just each room in your home; she also helps you consider other areas of life that might be toxic enough to cause you chaos.
In today’s digital age, teens spend much of their time engaging on social media or surfing the web for entertainment and information. Our Christian teens need a strong faith foundation in order to Follow Jesus in the vast and often perilous online world. This workbook was created to help your teen navigate the web with diligence and wisdom, grounded in eight essential biblical principles of the Christian faith.
Have you found it tough to free your life of stress and keep the faith lately? Have hardships ever left you doubting God’s plan for your life? Let me share with you some effective practices that are sure to leave you liberated, empowered and victorious. Begin your doubt detox process today and experience the changing power that God-inspired devotionals can bring to your life. Included in the “Practical Tips” section are several tricks that have assisted me in staying dedicated to making time for devotion each day.
This weekly Bible reading guide and journal is great for anyone of any age! Intended for children, this book focuses on the stories of the people of the Bible. A weekly reading schedule contains five days of scripture passage suggestions as well as a memory verse of the week. Following the reading schedule is a simple weekend wrap up that helps children focus on how they can apply the stories and lessons they read to their lives.
At some point in her life, almost every woman will experience an injury, surgery, or illness, catapulting her into a season of stillness and often painful recovery. Christine’s encouraging words and directives guide us in managing the physical pain and emotional struggles of recovery. She inspires with thoughtful and motivating insights from her own experiences, explaining the value of letting go and receiving help—two challenging concepts every woman faces.
As moms, we deal with emotional overload—often pretending to be “fine” even when we’re not. Shelby and Lisa remind us we’re not alone in how we feel, and the more we talk about our emotions, the more we can find comfort and healing. Their personal and candid reflections on 31 mom feelings meet you where you’re at and provide inspiration for all mommas in the trenches of motherhood.
If you need a break from the realities of this motherhood gig, wrap yourself up in the comfort of a book from someone who gets it. Heather chronicles real-life humiliation, embarrasses herself frequently, and shares the joys and heart-aches of helping her ADHD son find his place in the world while ensuring his brother doesn’t get lost in his shadow. Just Tell Me I’m Pretty delivers real-life stories of a woman who embodies the modern-day struggle to be perfect, told with humor, honesty, and unabashed candor. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll ponder why moms talk so much about poop . . .
This is one mother’s journey from starving to letting herself be FULL–physically and emotionally. What is living a FULL life? Having anorexia, bulimia, or vacillating between the two, you are trying to achieve an empty feeling through starvation or purging. Living a FULL life is a life where you aren’t starving anymore―starving for acceptance and love from others and yourself. It’s a life where you are feeding your mind and soul with good thoughts and foods. A life without your eating disorder.
Get personal insight into the pregnancy of a Type 1 diabetic. In search of information on what pregnancy entails for a Type 1 diabetic mother, Kendra set out on documenting her own experience during her pregnancy. Touching on topics such as insulin resistance, perinatologist visits, and managing tight HbA1c levels, Kendra hopes her experience connects with other Type 1 diabetic mothers and provides some insight on what to expect.
Barely Breathing is an essential and hope-filled guide for grieving parents and those who support them. Drawing from her own experience of losing her daughter Lydia, bestselling author Daphne Bach Greer offers ten secrets to surviving in an easy-to-follow, thoughtfully written book. Filled with grace and compassion, Greer’s wisdom and secrets are a guiding light for bereaved parents struggling with deep grief.
A child so desperately wants a glimpse into this mysterious Heaven she has heard so much about. The story gracefully carries you on a magical journey, climbing mountains, surfing on waves, and riding roller coasters all with the hope to answer a child’s big questions, which way is it to Heaven? Wisdom abounds as they discover together that there are lovely pieces of Heaven all around us, if only we take time to see.
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When my dad turned 80, he—and we, by default—celebrated all year. My sister made a fantastic, larger-than-life sign of him posing in front of his friend’s antique car, with beautiful calligraphy that trumpeted, “Cheers to you, celebrating 80 years of life!” The sign welcomed his closest friends and family into a private room at a steakhouse, where we toasted his 80 years—and the grandkids toasted his steady presence in their lives. The sign moved from the swanky steakhouse to the second-floor banister in my parents’ house. When you walked in, it greeted you—a feel-good conversation starter and a reminder to...
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