My son is crawling around on the floor at my feet chewing on his plush tool kit and babbling on about da da. It’s adorable and every time I look down I think about how he’s at my feet babbling instead of at a daycare worker’s feet. It’s so freeing to know I will never have to put him in childcare over money. What is your dream? Where do youtell me the rest!
The mundane, beautiful life of the mom who stays home
I’m sitting at my computer with a child clinging to my legs begging to be picked up because he wants attention. Again. I could have sworn this exact same thing happened an hour ago when I was working on my business training. Oh wait…it did! My daily activities have started to feel very familiar. Wouldn’t it be great if moms could be spontaneous and crazy every once in awhile? …but kids.tell me the rest!
Yes, I still call him Sexy Man
Can I just brag about my husband for a minute? I’m lying in bed under a heated blanket in the middle of the afternoon while he’s out there banging around in the kitchen (if he’s making dinner I’m going to have to come back here and brag even more) while our son crawls around banging on spoon and choking on what is more than likely pine needles we still havetell me the rest!
What makes this mama so redeemed?
When a visitor comes to my blog, I want them to see who I am, right from the very first thing they’ll notice–my blog name. This Redeemed Mama. It sums up who I am as a person, my identity. I am a wife. I am a mother. I am focused on living healthy and I have a passion for changing lives. I am a child of God. But why redeemed? As Itell me the rest!
Braised apple and cranberry turkey meatballs
With a hint of mint, sage, and essential oils. My husband will attest to the fact that any time we go out to eat and there is a meal containing both cranberries and turkey on the menu, I will order it. Growing up in Malaysia, turkey was extremely expensive and therefore became a huge luxury, and I absolutely adore how it pairs with sweet, tart cranberries. Add shredded onion andtell me the rest!
Calorie burning tea, baby-calming magic, and happiness in a bottle: January edition
When we pulled up our driveway after a spontaneous trip to Charlotte, NC and I spotted the Young Living box on the doorstep, I was ridiculously excited. I am crazy stingy with my money so I don’t know how on earth dropping tons of money on these products brings me so much joy, but two of my favorite parts of the month are 1.) customizing my monthly essential rewards order andtell me the rest!
Adulting is not for adults
It would seem that nowadays an adult acting like an adult is an applaudable accomplishment–or a completely optional alternative to callowness. My Facebook newsfeed is filled with updates from my sweet college friends informing me that they still have to sing the alphabet song in their head to get the right letter #adulting. First three meals of 2017–donuts, Taco Bell, Pizza Hut #adulting. Won $5 on a scratch off so Itell me the rest!
Marrying at 18 is like leaving the party early
Not that I’ve ever been a partier, but I used to get annoyed when I heard that marrying young is like leaving the party early. Now I just laugh. Beauty sleep (and lots of it) is a necessity for me so I’ve always left parties early, but I guess after midnight is when all the “good stuff” happens. When you get married as a teenager, you miss out on all thetell me the rest!
A 2,000 mile alone-with-a-baby adventure
I’ve lived in my new home in North Carolina for nearly half a year now and so far I have managed to avoid making a single commitment that would tie me here. At first it was because my husband takes our car to work every day and I can’t go anywhere. Then it was because my occasionally anti-social self didn’t want to meet people. Now it is because when thetell me the rest!
The moral of the story: don’t try to outrun a vehicle tailing you
The trip went without a hitch until about 1,600 miles in when the huge black truck in front of me was only going 55 on a 55 single lane mountain highway. I had six hours to drive, and driving exactly the speed limit was simply unacceptable. 5 over is fine so 5 over is what I wanted to do. Far in the distance I saw a car speeding towards me buttell me the rest!