Celebrating Small Wins

Sometimes (okay, a lot of times!), it’s easy for me to get stuck on the mistakes I make throughout the day. My blunders, my son’s “oops”, or the hilly “hiccups” in a normal day can become a focused mountain if I allow it.

Sometimes (okay, a lot of times!), a Mama just needs to relate to other Mamas with the same struggles. I’ll quickly pull out the phone, send a text with an urgent request for prayer and advice, and feel encouraged by the sharing of their stories.

Sometimes (okay, a lot of times!), my vulnerability could quickly transform into negativity.  A few months ago, I was convicted with this truth.

I am all about transparency and keeping it real in my Mama world. However, if the focal point of my day is the one incident where my son didn’t listen, or the nap my daughter didn’t take, I’m missing out on celebrating the small wins in our day.

I was recently reminded of this after a field trip to Bush Wildlife Center. My son struggled at the end to listen to another Mama. As we walked to the car, I was contemplating about how I would lecture him on the way home.

That still small voice whispered, “Is that the one takeaway you want to remember from the few hours you were here? Remember the time he kept his hands behind his back near the baby alligators? Recognize his generosity sharing his snacks at lunch. Praise him for not running too far ahead and sticking close with the group. Honor his positive choices.”

So I did. I led him in a “win sandwich” conversation. I asked him what are some things he did well, pointed out a way he could improve, and then called out the great character traits I saw on display-his generosity, his love for his sister, his inquisitiveness to learn about the animals…

Sometimes (okay, a lot of times!), I challenge myself and my Mama friends to share the small wins of their day. What are your small wins to celebrate today, Mama?

“So encourage each other and build each other up, just as you are already doing.”

1 Thessalonians 5:11



Happy Friday, Mamas!

One thing I’m grateful for today is my Mama Tribe. I have a fantastic community of Mamas! I have friends I can text all hours of the day and night to ask questions, vent, share prayer requests, and exchange silly stories about our little ones.

Mamas that will hold my baby girl while I apply sunscreen to my son and theirs.

Mamas that have cooked my family a meal when my daughter was in the NICU for three weeks.

Mamas that encourage and build me up.

Mamas that speak truth when I desperately need to hear it.

Mamas that celebrate the end of each week with a Friday playdate.

About a month ago, a group of Mamas and their kiddos met at a park for a massive playdate. We enjoyed it so much that it’s become a staple in our week.

I thank God for every Friday because:

1. My hubby will be home for two whole days and we get to spend time together as a family.


2. I and my little ones engage in this beautiful community called, “Friday playdates.”

We’ve rotated parks in Palm Beach County and today are venturing on our first field trip!

Mamas chat and celebrate our highs and lows of the week. Bambinos play and share snacks. Infants fall asleep in carriages or baby carriers.

I and my youngsters look forward to this day with great anticipation.

Do you have a Mama tribe? What does it look like for you and your children?




The Thousand Words Not In This Picture

“A picture is worth a thousand words,” is how the saying goes. Today I want to propose a different statement, “The thousand words not in this picture.”


This picture captured a very brief moment of our Saturday this past weekend. I hesitated, as I often do, to post this picture on social media. Here’s why.

What’s not shown in this photo is…

Mama’s inability to find the tickets to the baseball game in her email inbox minutes before the game.

A hard fall on the sidewalk that led to dramatics by my (almost) four year old.

The tantrums due to not enough sleep.

The intense crying fit of an 8 month old going through a sleep regression (and teething!) on the 20 minute walk home from the game unfinished.

A frazzled Mama who didn’t use kind words and a kind tone when speaking to her husband.

Family friends who extended grace to our family in the midst of our messiness.

I personally find myself struggling to feel good about myself and my family when I waste my minutes scrolling through the news feed. How is it that everyone else has a perfect family, marriage, and kids who always listen and look cute? How do those other families afford to do fun outings every weekend and go on vacation? I often face feelings of  jealousy and insecurity after this futile exercise.

Here’s what I was reminded of this weekend. The pictures on social media are a brief moment, a blip in time.

This picture below is one of many attempts to capture a decent Christmas card photo in 2017. Let’s face it, kids don’t always want there photo taken.


Now I am not saying that everyone should go on an Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter strike. I think when used appropriately, social media can serve a great purpose. The other side of the coin is, one could present themself as perfect on these platforms, creating an inaccurate picture of what’s going on outside the frame.

So, I propose a challenge. Post a picture that makes you feel vulnerable today. Maybe it’s you without makeup, or a house that’s cluttered. #mamaonarun and share it.

In what ways can you make yourself vulnerable on social media, Mamas?