Be intentional. Be relational. Be selfless.
In all of your relationships the effort you put into them, and your attitude, have a direct affect on you and those around you. My heart is to encourage through sharing my joys and challenges – the good, the bad and the ugly. Words served up with a bit of sweet, a dash of spicy and a healthy serving of random reality.

About Tracey

On a good day you’ll find me outdoors hiking and squeezing in some writing. I love my man and my children, [read more]

Be The Mom E-Book Sale!

May
16

 

Wow – this is way cool! I was just informed that Focus on the Family is selling the ebook version of Be The Mom for only $1.99 if you order through their site!

Just go to Be The Mom Sale and type in the code 406925 at check out!

Just last night I received yet another email from a mom who said Be The Mom is making a “real” difference in her daily momlife! God is able…that’s for sure!

I continue to be in awe over what God is doing in the lives of moms through Be The Mom and I hope and pray that God gets it into the hands of moms who need to hear the very real traps we can fall into that effect our daily attitude towards motherhood!

If Be The Mom has blessed you I hope you will consider passing along your book, or forwarding someone a copy of Be The Mom through this special sale!

 

School’s Out For The Summer

May
23

I am always so excited this time of year because my kids will be home more during the summer and my days, and nights, will be a bit more carefree and casual.

Yes, of course there is still lots that must get done…but daggum it I decided several years ago that when I was a kid I loved summer cause the pressure was off! So I made sort of a personal declaration that just because I was a grown up did not mean I couldn’t have a summer “break” too!

Everything is just a bit more laid back and relaxed around here in the summer. The house isn’t quite as tidy, the meals are a bit more simple, the evenings a bit more random with fun and a quick yes to most ideas that get tossed up as a possibility.

The kids can have sleep overs two (and even three) nights in a row, sleep outside, create mud pits, eat gross jelly beans, make unusual meals, get loud playing games with their friends, create strange videos, stay up half the night…you know all the stuff that used to make summer fun for you.

The way I see it, I can let them have no holds bar amazing fun at our home with their friends, or I can set up lots of rules and push them right out the door. Not knowing where they may end up, or at a home where I don’t know what the definition of fun could be…or where parents are not around and the fun is unsupervised.

We are blessed to have several friends who agree with our approach and the teens have a few houses to rotate through for fun and frolic. A couple  weeks ago they were here for our Kentucky Derby Party, the week after they were at the Glub’s house for a Cereal Party!

What I have found is having light hearted kids around our home all summer havin fun, helps keep hubby and me light hearted and havin fun!

Maybe we get a bit less sleep and our grocery bill goes up – but there will be plenty of time for sleep and small grocery bills when our kids are off living their own lives.

So tell me, what extra mischief to your kids get you into during the summer? Share with me some new ideas for fun with teens!

 

 

Green Mom? Not good!

Apr
27

Being a mom is HARD.

Forget “Calgon take me away” sometimes during the course of a typical week any mom (who’s honest) wants to stand up and scream, upon which blood vessels will strain, her body will begin to contort, her skin will turn green and a Hulk-like transformation occurs.  Well, maybe not on the outside, but sometimes we do get frustrated and go all Hulk on the inside.

Um-hum.

As I recall watching the Hulk lose it, transform and go green, I can imagine what that would be like – safely knowing we could never transform into an ugly monster as he does. Or…can we?

Some of us are yell-ers, some of us are glare-ers, some of us are stomp-ers, some of us are guilt inducers, some of us are cry-ers, some of us are do more-ers, some of us are stuff-ers, some of us are escape-ers – but the cold hard truth is all of us are capable of transforming into something ugly and overbearing.

Ouch!

What we transform into teaches our children how to react to life’s bumps, frustrations and the constant reality that things don’t always go our way.

Just so you know, this post is being written because I had a recent bout with “green” and I am processing out loud. I know this is a mom struggle  because I have heard from countless moms that “going green” is a struggle for them as well.

How do we fight it? What do we do when we feel our blood start to boil, when we detect our potential for “going green” is at a fever pitch?

For me, I put aside all the “-er’s” described above and I become a pray-er. God knows my problematic attitude and if I feel the green monster threatening to overtake me, I abate it through prayer and an honest look at my need to control. I choose (yes, it is a choice) to remain a nice healthy skin tone. If necessary I remove myself from the area for a bit, read a scripture note card, pray some more and gather myself before I do or say something that could have lasting effects on my children.

Green trickles down you know- your bad habits become their bad habits. (I hate it when that happens – aarrgghh!)

Children experience life as little sponges, soaking up our every word and deed. Join me over at Family Matters Blog today where I share a recent blessed green-free MOMent I witnessed between mother and child.

 

 

 

Is Your Child Overwhelmed?

Aug
29

In today’s competitive society adults are sometimes overwhelmed, unfortunately so are our children. Sometimes just getting daily school work done can leave children feeling stressed out because instead of doing their best they are striving to measure up to the kid sitting in the desk next to them.

I remember when my son started the fourth grade I just knew something was up. I couldn’t quite place my finger on it, but I could see that he wasn’t quite himself. Then a few grades started coming in that were not normal for him.

I went and met with the teacher and asked her if she knew what was going on with him and she said, “Oh he’s fine, he is a wonderful student.” When I inquired about his slipping grades she gave me a blank stare and replied, “His grades are fine.” I slid a few papers across the table that were marred with red ink. Her face reflected confusion and I could she that she was genuinely shocked.

To find out just what the problem was and how my husband and I worked through it with our son join me over at Family Matters blog for the rest of the story…

May Madness Moms

May
12

Forget March Madness…for all moms, the madness is in May.

I mean seriously…it’s like every school, church and civic organization tries to fit into the month of May whatever they did not manage to get done previously in the school calendar year.

I don’t know whether I am coming or going. I have this constant nagging in the back of my head, “What have I forgotten?”

Can you relate?

If some resort would wise up and offer a “Mom’s May Escape” package I think they would make a boatload of money and be forever loved by all stressed out May Madness Moms the world over! {Hint, hint!}

“Why yes, I would be more than happy to be your ring leader, cheerleader and #1 spokes woman Mr. Resort Owner person dude!”

Yeah right, like we could step away from home during the month of May…I have gone mad!

(Uh, Mr. Resort Owner person dude – June would work!)

Woman Thoughts vs. Mom Thoughts

Mar
18

Last week a friend of mine said to me, “I don’t know how to be happy.” That admission has caused me to pause and contemplate the reasoning behind such a shocking statement. It has also caused me to think about us moms and the issue of happiness.

Before motherhood most of us had ample opportunity to pursue what made us happy. The world and our future lay before us and the days’ choices largely were made based on our own personal needs. But once your name changes to Mom something changes inside and suddenly your own needs seem secondary and the well being of your child takes precedence above all else.

This is as it should be … unfortunately the world tries to tell us differently. Sadly today’s modern society and many of those who hold the microphones are sending the message to moms that they are to place themselves and their needs above all others. I have been a mom for 17 years and I am here to tell anyone who will listen that message is dead wrong.

Once I became a mom I changed the way I made decisions. Decisions that were once made by Tracey the woman, started being made by Tracey the mom.

Allow me to give you a few examples, at one point I had decided I wanted to join a gym to get in shape. I went and checked out the gym and the childcare arrangement at the gym was not to my satisfaction, so I decided my form of exercise would have to become walking. I would walk with my baby in the stroller or at a time when hubby could be home with her and I could quickly get in a good 40 minute walk. Another time I wanted to take a class, so I had to choose one that was offered at night, when hubby could be home. I wanted to start a business, so it was selling children’s clothing out of my home. Or when I wanted to be a volunteer at a local women’s clinic, I had to wait until my youngest started pre-school and I was able to volunteer while the kids were at school.

Each decision was considered from the perspective of what Tracey the woman wanted, but had to be finalized by what Tracey the mom knew was the best thing for her family.

The messaging of the world is subtle and some may think it is not really a big deal. Yet if you are being robbed of knowing it is a good thing to listen to your mom voice, it is a big deal. In each example above, the world would have told me to think like Tracey the woman … something like this, Oh, it’s just an hour at the gym. You deserve to work out. Don’t be concerned about the fact that the childcare isn’t “just right.” She’ll be fine! Do what will make you happy. Wrong answer, I need to do what Tracey the mom knows is best.

Will you have to make personal sacrifices? Yes. Will it be less than the perfect scenario? Yes. Will you not always get your way? Yes. Is this a bad thing? No.

But now back to the happiness issue. I think sometimes the result of this woman thoughts versus mom thoughts decision making process is that the mom loses sight of what makes the woman happy.
So, I want to encourage you moms, don’t lose sight of what makes you happy. Write down your dreams and what you want to accomplish in life and find ways to still dabble in what the woman in you wants, but not at the expense of silencing the mom in you.

And trust me, your mom decisions will grow you more than anything else you will ever do in your life and those decisions and the growth you experience as a result will be the very things that will allow you to fulfill the dreams of your woman heart.

Maybe, just maybe … God is growing you through the mom process so that you can be the woman He has designed you to be.

(This post was first published at http://www.momlifetoday.com/ )

Help! Random Aggravations

Feb
2

the crack that showed up this morning in my car windshield – what’s that?

broken skateboard sticking out of the ground in my back yard – flower garden no less!

the answer is always, “No, I don’t have any homework.” …how can that be?

our hot tub full of cold water, when it’s 20 degrees outside…really?

son: “Stop it!”
daughter: “Touch me again and you die!”

everyone in this house addicted to “24″ … have you been Jacked?

forgetting to return the movie to Redbox (again)

my children’s “your mom” comments

evidently the key to happiness is for me to purchase Xbox Live… not gonna happen

my children’s shoes ALWAYS left in the front door entrance…gggrrrrr

dishes stacked up neatly RIGHT ABOVE the dishwasher…but never IN the dishwasher

teen son who eats, then asks what’s for dinner, then asks if he can have a snack, then says “I’m hungry”, then says “There’s never anything to eat in this house!”

the cat meowing incessantly with claws stuck in the screen window that’s three feet off the ground..

daughter: “Ugh! School was really annoying today”
me: “Your mom’s really annoying today!”
daughter: “I know right!”
me, to self: “your mom” spoken by “the mom” doesn’t work

zero comments on my blog…

Photo Fun

Jan
21

Life seems to tick by so very slowly when I am living through the day before me.

Life seems to be moving at warp speed when I bump into a box of old photos and sit, remember and smile.

How did my sweet, fun, rambunctious children turn into teenagers already? How can I be looking up at both of them as we conversate?

Today’s treasure box of memories proved interesting. The silly grin I had on my face while reliving captured photographic moments of my mom life made me simultaneously joyful and gloomy. I was struck with the realization that days had turned into weeks, that had turned into months, that had turned into years.

Being a mom is wonderful…the passage of years that causes motherhood to slip away from being a 24/7 job stinks – as far as I’m concerned.

Heavy sigh.

I am not burdened by this realization…just letting it settle in and wondering what God has for me in my next season of life.

On a lighter note…I am looking forward to getting to sleep in!

Mom Rant!

Jan
13

Okay … if you do not enjoy hearing an otherwise level-headed mom share a little rant you may want to just sit this post out! Realize I’m just venting here, so please allow me to type for a while.
Why am I the only person in this house who will put things back where they belong? Over Christmas I went to get my scissors … not there. I went to get my paring knife … gone. The lighter for the fireplace … missing. Grrrr.

Here’s my big beef—I am certainly not the one who does not put items back where they belong for I have always lived by the rule, “a place for everything and everything in its place.” So, why does everyone ask me where stuff is?

And, the aggravation increases: “Mom, where’s my chapstick?” “Honey, where are my work jeans?” “Hey, where did you put my backpack?” Are you serious? I wouldn’t use your chapstick no matter how cracked my lips were, your pants don’t fit me, and I’m scared of your backpack … it’s filthy! Do they honestly think I have some sort of sixth sense that can determine where they put their stuff?

Sigh.

I constantly find myself thinking I would like to scream, “I don’t know, why are you asking ME?” But, I have been holding my tongue. I am able to not react in anger. At least not out loud. Okay, I admit it, I do boil on the inside and get a bit snarky, with a “how am I supposed to know” or “don’t ask me.”

Don’t think it is my own goodness that is causing me to evaluate my reaction to this dilemma it’s the still small voice inside of my head that keeps advising me not to become a raving lunatic…and to cut it out with the ugly thoughts because that’s just as bad.

Proof once again that a good dose of the Holy Spirit is a rattled moms best friend!

(This post was originally posted at www.familylifemomblog.com.)

Cleaning…aarrgghh!

Nov
4

OK, I admit it…I do not like to clean anymore. (My house that is!)

In my younger days I was a bit of a clean freak, I would so enjoy some good scrubbing with a big bottle of bleach, some rags, a mop and a good deal of discretionary time.

Once I became a mom, I would still do a good amount of cleaning, though not quite as thoroughly as bk (before kids) because there was so little of that discretionary time left lying around.

In the last several years an odd transformation has taken place. I just don’t care if my house is not spotless, and the smell of bleach is no longer a necessity for me to rest easy. Once my children became old enough for me to start having fun with and hanging out with a paradigm shift occurred and I started thinking…”Who wants to take time away from doing things with them to clean?” Yuck!

Now don’t get me wrong, from the time they were quite young they have had chores and we usually clean the house once a week with some loud music blaring and we try to make it a fun group activity. But more and more I find myself less interested in a “perfectly clean home” because my top priority is spending time with and making memories with my children.

Years ago we literally would not do anything unless the chores were done. Now, if it’s a choice between getting the chores done or going off somewhere to take a hike – the hike wins every time. As a matter of fact, just about every other thing wins every time…if it is something that involves being together as a family.

What’s up with that?

For a while I felt guilty about the fact that I wasn’t teaching my children the importance of chores, cleaning, blah, blah, blah. But reality has set in friends and I’m struck with the fact that in six short years my home will be SPOTLESS again whether I like it or not…but my memory making opportunities with my children, in my home, will be long gone.

So, once again, I confess – I do not like to clean.

And, though we do give our home a “wipe and prayer” each week, don’t you be thinking about wearing any white gloves should you be coming to visit us, trust me our home won’t pass that test! And interestingly…I don’t care!