A (Fairly Lame) Ode to Mothers

For those of you who don't know, I am an AVID reader!!  Like the fact that I am currently reading 5 books is in my "book", a lite load of reading right now.  LOL!! Now, honestly I don't have a lot of time to read, so these are "stolen" moments throughout my day and then before I head to bed at night. My mornings get increasingly more busy with each passing day, but I still want to get "filled" up before I start my day. So about a month ago, I was looking for a devotional that would fill me up and still get my kids ready for the bus on time. I stumbled on Out of the Spin Cycle by Jen Hatmaker and from the moment I opened this book I have been hooked.  There are no set days, the devotionals are about 2 to 3 pages, there are challenging questions to mull over and she incorporates Scripture into each chapter...right up my alley!!  Upon opening the book the first time I found her Prologue...I wanted to share it with you all today, especially all my Mama friends!!  So here goes...

A (Fairly Lame) Ode to Mothers

An ode to the marvelous woman called "Mother"
Though not one of is exactly like another.
From the second we're born to the minute we die
Our preferences are as limitless as stars in the sky.

We might have been perfectly gracious before
But childbirth entered us in the Mommy War.
Rather than letting everyone else be
We criticize parenting that isn't exactly like...me.

So once and for all let me put this to rest
None of us owns the title of "best."
Natural childbirth does not make you a hippy
Epidurals are not just for women who want to feel trippy.
In a bathtub with a doula or in a hospital bed
We all got a baby with limbs and a head.

Nursing is great if nothing goes wrong
But some nipples turn inward and refuse to play along.
This is a choice for each mom-it's her route
So it's just A + B and everyone else can C their way out.

Schedules and timers do not make you cruel
Feeding on demand does not make you a fool.
In the nursery with a monitor or in the family bed
Every chick gets to pick where her baby lays his/her head.

If I see one more mom roll her eyes at "organic..."
"Partially hydrogenated" throws some of us into panic.
But neither judge Sonic burgers and fries
Some of us just want to enjoy food before we die.

Preschool, home school, public, or Montessori
Listen, my friends, and I'll tell you a story:
Two moms differed on favorite school trends
Their kids turned out pretty much the same. The End.

If a girl gets the title of "mom" accidentally
The worst thing we can do is treat her judgmentally.
How about some love, some help, some advice?
She needs our love and we shouldn't think twice.

Discipline through various methods will prevail
Look, we're all just trying to keep our kids out of jail.
These things are just preferences, not right or wrong
What matters more is teaching our kids to get along-
To love and to share, to speak gently and kind,
To obey so that mom won't go out of her mind.

Showing them Jesus is our common ground
Teaching them how He can always be found.
He's present in public school and Waldorf (so trendy)
He's over at Whole Foods but also at Wendy's.
Jesus never cared about these sorts of things
It's our hearts that He wants and the worship we bring.

It's time for us moms to declare a truce
Regardless if we buy Capri Sun or 100 percent juice.
My way is not your way, and your way isn't mine
But both of our kids will turn out just fine.

Rather than judging and looking down our noses
Let's enjoy the common ground motherhood poses.
As believers, we all love the same good Lord
We all have children who tell us "I'm bored."

We all need more sleep than these tiny five hours
Most of us struggle to find time for a shower.
We haven't been to the bathroom alone in an age
Our mothers have all told us, "Relax, this is just a stage."

We all love our babies so much we could die
We'd take a bullet for each one without batting an eye.
Though we are different, we're in the same tribe
Motherhood requires a similiar vibe-
Love and affection, sacrifice and grace
Laughter, which keeps the whole mechanism in place.

Though different, by the grace of God, I suspect:
ALL our children will rise up and call us...COLLECT!!

She looks well to how things go in her household....Her children rise up and call her blessed.
           Proverbs 31:27-28 AMP

This little ode is going on my refrigerator as a constant reminder.  I hope it has blessed you today!! Know you are beloved and treasured by our Heavenly Father!!

I love you all!!

Hello World!!

Hello World...how've you been?  I really loved Facebook.  I really loved the fact that I could jump on there and catch up with family and friends and keep you up to date with us as well, but apparently they are changing the site quite a bit.  So I thought I would start a blog.  Presently, I will continue to use Facebook, but if it keeps getting harder and harder to keep the privacy of my family and friends, then I will close my page.  I would like to keep everyone updated on what is happening in our lives, so hence the blog. I do not pretend to know how to write eloquently, but I will try!! Phil may pop in sometimes and right a little blurb for you as well. 

Oh by the way...the name of our blog is Weedsport Warrior Kepples in honor of our children and their attendance at a particularly awesome elementary school in our town!!  I hope you will enjoy our site and that you will feel free to stop in and catch up with us!!