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Introducing Motherhood Mondays – Celebrating First-Time Joy With Faith And Love

Celebrating the joy of motherhood

As the New Year dawns, we stand on the precipice of countless new beginnings, a myriad of fresh starts waiting to unfold. It’s a time that invites us to reflect and embrace the joy of ‘firsts’.

As mothers, we are no strangers to this joy. Every day brings a new ‘first’ in our journey with our little (or big) ones. With that, each one is a precious moment that tugs at our heartstrings and fills us with an indescribable sense of love and pride.

So, on this first day of the year, let’s delve into wonderland as we recount (or anticipate) these magical ‘firsts’ that make our journey of motherhood so special.

The First Smile

joy of the first smile
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The first smile of your baby is truly a magical moment that words cannot fully capture. It is an experience that fills your heart with overflowing joy and floods your soul with an overwhelming sense of love and tenderness. It is as if time stands still, and all the worries and hardships of the world fade away in that precious instant.

As you gaze into your little one’s eyes, you can’t help but be consumed by the pure and innocent beauty that radiates from their tiny face. That delicate curve of their lips holds the power to melt away any weariness that may have settled within you. It is a silent yet profound declaration that your baby feels safe, secure, and loved in your arms.

In that moment, you realize that you are witnessing a little piece of heaven on earth. The world seems to become a brighter, more hopeful place, as if the universe itself is celebrating this joyous milestone alongside you. You are filled with a deep sense of gratitude for the blessing of being a parent and for the opportunity to witness such precious and fleeting expressions of your baby’s growing personality.

That first smile becomes etched in your memory as a priceless keepsake, a treasure that you will carry with you throughout your journey of parenthood. You will look back on it in years to come and reminisce about the sweetness of those early days, the moments of connection and pure happiness that your baby brought into your life.

Hard is not the same as bad

Are there hard, catastrophically anxious days? Oh, yes. But, as one of my favorite authors and mama of 10 says, “hard is not the same as bad.”

As the years pass, that first smile will remain a cherished memory, a reminder of the love that has grown and flourished between you and your child. It will serve as a testament to the beauty and wonder of parenthood. And, it will remind you that even in the midst of chaos and challenges, there is always a reason to smile and find joy in the little things.

So, treasure that first smile, hold it close to your heart, and let it serve as a reminder of the tremendous love and happiness that your baby has brought (and will continue to bring) into your life.

Embrace every smile that follows, for each one is a precious gift that will continue to brighten your days and fill your life with endless moments of pure bliss.

The First Word

joy of the first word
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Whether it’s “mama”, “dada”, or something entirely unexpected, the first word your child utters is music to your ears. It’s a testament to their growing understanding of the world around them, a small yet significant step in their cognitive development. It’s a moment of pure joy that makes all those sleepless nights worth it (well, almost).

As a parent, hearing your child’s first words is an indescribable feeling. It’s like witnessing a miracle unfolding before your eyes. You’ve spent countless hours nurturing them, teaching them, and guiding them through every milestone. And when they finally utter that first word, it’s as if they’re opening a whole new world to you.

The choice of their first word can be quite amusing. Some children blurt out “mama” or “dada,” while others surprise us with something unexpected. Whatever it may be, that first word is a tiny glimpse into their personality and the way they perceive the world. It’s a daily reminder that they are growing, learning, and developing into their own unique selves.

Beyond the sheer joy of hearing their voice, that first word also marks an important milestone in their cognitive development. It signifies that they have grasped the concept of language and communication. It shows that they can understand and express themselves, even if their vocabulary is still limited.

However, it’s not just about the word itself; it’s about the connection and bond that is strengthened every time they utter it. Hearing your child call out to you, their eyes sparkling with excitement, fills your heart with an overwhelming sense of love and pride. It’s a reminder that you are their safe haven, their comfort, and their guide in this vast and sometimes overwhelming world.

So, cherish those first words and celebrate every new word they learn. Encourage their language development by talking, reading, and singing to them. Engage in conversations, even if they are mostly one-sided at first. Show them that their words have power, that their thoughts and feelings matter.

Remember that language is not only a tool for communication, but also a gateway to their emotional and intellectual growth. Through words, they will explore new ideas, ask questions, and express their dreams and aspirations. And as a parent, you have the incredible privilege of being their first and most important language teacher.

So, savor those magical moments when their first words fill the air – no matter how quickly or delayed that it. They are the sweet melodies that nourish your soul and remind you that the journey of parenthood is filled with countless precious milestones. Embrace each word, each sound, and know that you are witnessing the blossoming of a beautiful mind and heart.

The First Step

joy of the first step
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The first step your child takes is a celebration of their determination and resilience. It’s a moment that encapsulates their journey of growth and development, filled with countless little victories along the way. From the early days of crawling to the wobbly attempts at standing, you’ve been there, an unwavering presence of love and support.

As their cheerleader and support system, you’ve witnessed their progress, celebrated their milestones, and cheered them on through every stumble and fall. Your role as a parent has been instrumental in shaping their confidence and nurturing their independence. You have provided a safe and nurturing environment, guiding them with patience and encouragement.

And now, as you watch in awe, your heart swells with both pride and joy as they take that first, hesitant step towards independence. It’s a landmark moment that marks the beginning of a new chapter in their lives, as they navigate the world on their own two feet.

In that moment, you realize that all the sleepless nights, the countless diaper changes, and the endless hours of soothing their cries are all to create the confidence this child needs to further embrace their next foundational endeavor. This milestone is a testament to their determination, but it’s also a testament to your dedication and unwavering support as a parent.

So, as they take that first step, remember to relish in the moment. Capture it in your memory as a reminder of the incredible bond you share and the extraordinary journey you’re both embarking on. It’s a moment to pause, reflect, and be grateful for the beautiful gift of parenthood.

The First Day of School

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The first day of school is a bag of mixed emotions. There’s excitement, anticipation, and a touch of anxiety too. But above all, it’s a day of immense pride. As you watch your little one step into the world of learning, you realize how much they’ve grown, how far they’ve come. It’s a milestone that marks the beginning of a new chapter in their life, and yours too.

On this special day, the air is filled with a sense of possibility. The hallways echo with laughter and greetings from old friends reuniting after the summer break, as well as the sound of new friendships being formed. It’s a time for making memories and embracing new experiences.

For parents, seeing their child take their first steps into school can be both exciting and bittersweet. It’s a reminder of just how quickly time passes and how their little ones are growing up. It’s a moment when parents realize that their role is evolving too, from being the sole provider and protector to becoming a guide and cheerleader on their child’s educational journey.

As a parent, you may recall your own first day of school, the nerves and the thrill of the unknown. It’s a chance to share your stories and impart wisdom to your child, while also allowing them to forge their own path. Encourage them to be curious, to ask questions, and to embrace all the opportunities that come their way.

It’s natural to feel a mix of emotions as your child embarks on this new chapter. You may experience a sense of pride, knowing that you’ve nurtured and prepared them for this moment. At the same time, you might also feel a twinge of sadness, realizing that they are taking their first steps towards independence.

But rest assured, as they walk through the school gates, they are not alone. The teachers are there to guide, support, and inspire them. The school community is a rich tapestry of students, parents, and staff, all working together to create a nurturing and stimulating environment.

These same mixed emotions are true when homeschooling. While I may not have the anxieties I did while my child was inside a building, I still worry all the time about if I am doing enough, doing it right, or making a mistake. All the while, I am praising the Lord for the time we get together, the memories being made, and the opportunity to learn to grow slow.

So, on this momentous day, whether homeschooling or going into a building, cherish the joy that swells within you. Celebrate the journey of growth and learning that lies ahead for your child. And remember, the first day of school is just the beginning of an exciting adventure that will shape their future. Embrace this milestone and savor the beautiful moments that await.


The Joy of New Beginnings

These ‘firsts’ are not just milestones, they’re precious memories, chapters in the beautiful story of motherhood. They remind us to slow down, to savor each moment, to marvel at the miracle of life. And as we step into the New Year, they inspire us to embrace every new beginning, every ‘first’, with open arms.

As faithful storytellers, we weave these moments into the fabric of our life, sharing them with the world, inspiring others with our journey.

As creative nurturers’, we use these moments to foster love and learning in our little ones, shaping their minds and hearts.

And as inspiring homemakers, we turn these moments into cherished traditions, creating a home filled with love, faith, and joy.

So here’s to a year filled with countless ‘firsts’.

Here’s to a year of growth, discovery, and endless joy. Here’s to embracing the beauty of new beginnings, today on this #Motherhood Monday, and every day of our incredible journey as mothers.


Join my joy – filled community!

If you resonated with the words shared in this post, I extend a heartfelt invitation to you. Come and be a part of our vibrant community of faith-filled mothers, where you will find a supportive network of like-minded individuals who understand the joys and challenges of motherhood. Together, we can navigate this beautiful journey with grace and strength.

By signing up for our newsletter, you will gain access to a wealth of inspirational content, practical tips, and valuable resources that are specifically tailored to enrich your individual journey. We believe in the power of connecting and sharing our experiences, as it enables us to uplift and inspire one another.

As we embark on this brand new year, let us take each step together, hand in hand. Let us embrace the joy of ‘firsts’, the thrill of discovering new milestones in our children’s lives, and the beauty that shines through the ups and downs of motherhood. Together, we can celebrate the unique and precious moments that come with this incredible role.

Motherhood is a gift, an endless source of love, and boundless lessons. It is a journey that stretches us, challenges us, and fills our hearts to the brim. In our community, we acknowledge and honor the vast array of experiences that encompass the diverse world of motherhood. It is in this safe and nurturing space that we can open our hearts and minds, knowing that we are understood and supported.

So, dear mama, take a moment to pause and reflect. Consider joining our community of faith-filled mothers as we embark on this beautiful adventure together. Let us find solace in shared stories, find strength in shared struggles, and find joy in shared victories. Your voice matters, your journey is significant, and we are here to walk with you every step of the way.

Click here to sign up for our newsletter, and let’s embrace this New Year with hope, love, and a deep sense of connection. Welcome to our community, where the bonds of motherhood are celebrated and cherished.

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I still can’t believe I’m typing this…
This fall, I’ll be stepping into the classroom as a third grade teacher at Christian Liberty Academy!

Yes, I’m excited to teach. But what I’m really excited about is sharing what God has done to bring me here—because this story started over 10 years ago.

In 2013, I walked into CLA for a memorial honoring Mike’s brother. I was a brand-new believer, and something about the place just wrecked me in the best way.
I left in tears, whispering, “I want to teach here.”

But I was a hairstylist with no plans for school. That dream felt wild and impossible.

Two years later, I applied to Moody Bible Institute. Not only was I accepted, but they took all my beauty school credits. A miracle.

Over the years, God kept weaving CLA into our lives—through friends, connections, and redemption stories I could’ve never planned.

When we enrolled Andy in kindergarten there, that same homecoming feeling returned. But with littles at home, we homeschooled for a few years.

Then last fall, God stirred our hearts again. I submitted my resume in faith… not knowing what job (if any) was available.

Fast forward: CLA called.
I thought it was for Bible class.
Instead… they offered me third grade.

It was more than I could’ve ever dreamed.
The moment I stepped into the classroom, I felt it deep in my bones—this is where I’m meant to be.

Only God could take a rebel-hearted hairstylist with nothing but questions…
and turn her into a teacher with a calling.

From salon chairs to classroom desks—He did it.
He planted me right where my heart first whispered, “I want to be here.”

All glory to the One who does immeasurably more than we could ask or imagine.

#ThirdGradeTeacher #GodWroteThis #OnlyGod #AnchoredByHope #TeacherTestimony #ChristianLibertyAcademy #FaithJourney
Motherhood is such a contradiction. It will bring Motherhood is such a contradiction.

It will bring you to your knees in worship and in weariness.

It’s the greatest gift—and the greatest sacrifice.

A holy calling that asks for your whole heart, your whole self, and somehow, gives you even more in return.

Motherhood is late nights and early mornings.

It’s sticky kisses, tearful prayers, and deep, unspoken joys.

It’s the ache of pouring out—and the awe of being loved so fiercely by little hearts who see you as home.

To be a mama is to live in the tension:
of holding on and letting go, of losing yourself and somehow finding more of who God created you to be.

And today, while we honor the beauty and blessing of motherhood, we also hold space for the brokenhearted.

For the women who long for a child.
For those grieving a mama they can’t call today.
For those with strained relationships, losses, or longings.

You are seen. You are loved. You are not forgotten.

Happy Mother’s Day—to the weary, the wonder-filled, and the waiting.

May you feel the love of a God who sees it all and calls it holy.

#iamanchoredbyhope #herviewfromhome #motherhood #mothersday #madetolove #mama
Today was so bittersweet 😩 Last April I was as Today was so bittersweet 😩

Last April I was asked if I wanted to teach in our homeschool group at Bible study. 

My instant answer was a hard no; but I’d pray about it.

I’m so thankful for the Lords discernment, so thankful that His Word is alive and active. I prayed and he answered me. 

I was teaching homeschool.

I don’t ever feel qualified to be sharing Gods word. And if you were one of those who rebelled with me in my youth then it shouldn’t be hard to understand why.

And yet, God equipped me every step of the way, igniting a passion and joy within me, allowing me a creative outlet that shined a light on Him, and all the while continuing to grow in grace and knowledge of Jesus Christ. 

Tomorrow, I’m doing something I’ve only dreamt of doing for over ten years now; I’m interviewing at Christian Liberty Academy. 

My hearts desire has been to teach Bible there since I first stepped foot in the art wing back in 2013. 

I can still remember sitting in Mrs. Hessler’s room, hearing stories about Mike’s brother, their class, the community they had. I never felt so at home amongst strangers. 

This opportunity is the only thing that can pull me away from community Bible study. 

And so. Today, my amazing cbs family not only gifted me with the most beautiful goodbye flowers, but sent me off covered in prayer! 

As I anticipate the interview tomorrow, I am so beyond thankful for this community that has poured into me these last seven years! 

And for the incomprehensible reminder that God is with is always. 

No matter what happens. It’s all for His glory ✌🏼!
“Why do you seek the living among the dead?” ( “Why do you seek the living among the dead?” (Luke 24:5)

On that quiet morning, everything changed. The tomb was empty, hope was alive, and death was defeated.
Today we don’t just remember a moment in history—we celebrate a living Savior who still meets us in our brokenness, walks with us in our waiting, and calls us into resurrection life.

Let your heart rise with the dawn. The stone has been rolled away.
Jesus is alive, and because of that—so is hope.

Happy Resurrection Sunday, friends!
#HeIsRisen #AnchoredByHope #ResurrectionSunday
One of our favorite Easter weekend traditions is m One of our favorite Easter weekend traditions is making this Easter Story Snack Mix!

It’s simple, fun, and such a sweet way to focus on why we’re really celebrating. We lay out all the ingredients, and as we go through each one, we read a snippet of Scripture that points us back to the Easter story.

The kids and I both love it—it’s a meaningful (and yummy) way to spark conversation!

I turned the ingredient list and Scripture guide into a printable for my email subscribers. Every day of this Holy Week series, I’ve been sharing meaningful resources to help the week come alive (pun intended)!

If you want the free PDF, just click the link below or screen shot the second image! 👇🏽

https://iamanchoredbyhope.myflodesk.com/holyweek
Good Friday isn’t comfortable —and it shouldn’t be. But we don’t sit in sorrow
without hope. We sit in the tension of mourning and marveling.

I feel like I’m extra sensitive this year to the weight of this day while also standing in an awe I havnt experienced in years. 

Honestly, probably not since I first believed. 

I’ve spent the last few weeks, and especially the last six days, prepping and preparing an exclusive Holy Week study series for my email subscribers.

I almost didn’t do it because I don’t have a grand scale of subscribers and I often believe the quantity is the requirement to create content. 

Wrestling with and in the waiting this year caused me to really reflect on the question: where does my joy come from? 

It genuinely comes from the Lord; being consumed by His Word, sharing Truth, communing in creativity. 

I’ve really fallen in love with the more intimate and authentic atmosphere of emails. It sounds strange I know. But the social pressure isn’t there and I feel so much more acclimated to share more vulnerably . 

As with most my emails, the Holy Week series started as little notes sporadically written across my phone app. Usually typed within the darkness of my bedroom late at night or in the first rays of sunshine in the all too early morning. There is no in between here. 

Those little notes evolved into such a sweet symphony of study. I can’t express the gratitude I have for the almost dozen women walking alongside me this Holy Week. But truly I tell you, I would do this again even if no one joined. 

Digging deep into the depths of this week is beyond life giving - it’s giving eternity! It’s the tiniest taste of a greater satisfaction. It’s sitting in the tension of the mourning and marveling. 

The weight of today is so devastating. But it’s also where our redemption shines. Love for me and you is what held our savior to that tree. Living this life for Him, in full surrender, is only possible because of that cross. 

Thank you Jesus.

Follow @iamanchoredbyhope

🍎 THIRD GRADE HERE I COME! 👩🏼‍🏫 I st 🍎 THIRD GRADE HERE I COME! 👩🏼‍🏫
I still can’t believe I’m typing this…
This fall, I’ll be stepping into the classroom as a third grade teacher at Christian Liberty Academy!

Yes, I’m excited to teach. But what I’m really excited about is sharing what God has done to bring me here—because this story started over 10 years ago.

In 2013, I walked into CLA for a memorial honoring Mike’s brother. I was a brand-new believer, and something about the place just wrecked me in the best way.
I left in tears, whispering, “I want to teach here.”

But I was a hairstylist with no plans for school. That dream felt wild and impossible.

Two years later, I applied to Moody Bible Institute. Not only was I accepted, but they took all my beauty school credits. A miracle.

Over the years, God kept weaving CLA into our lives—through friends, connections, and redemption stories I could’ve never planned.

When we enrolled Andy in kindergarten there, that same homecoming feeling returned. But with littles at home, we homeschooled for a few years.

Then last fall, God stirred our hearts again. I submitted my resume in faith… not knowing what job (if any) was available.

Fast forward: CLA called.
I thought it was for Bible class.
Instead… they offered me third grade.

It was more than I could’ve ever dreamed.
The moment I stepped into the classroom, I felt it deep in my bones—this is where I’m meant to be.

Only God could take a rebel-hearted hairstylist with nothing but questions…
and turn her into a teacher with a calling.

From salon chairs to classroom desks—He did it.
He planted me right where my heart first whispered, “I want to be here.”

All glory to the One who does immeasurably more than we could ask or imagine.

#ThirdGradeTeacher #GodWroteThis #OnlyGod #AnchoredByHope #TeacherTestimony #ChristianLibertyAcademy #FaithJourney
Motherhood is such a contradiction. It will bring Motherhood is such a contradiction.

It will bring you to your knees in worship and in weariness.

It’s the greatest gift—and the greatest sacrifice.

A holy calling that asks for your whole heart, your whole self, and somehow, gives you even more in return.

Motherhood is late nights and early mornings.

It’s sticky kisses, tearful prayers, and deep, unspoken joys.

It’s the ache of pouring out—and the awe of being loved so fiercely by little hearts who see you as home.

To be a mama is to live in the tension:
of holding on and letting go, of losing yourself and somehow finding more of who God created you to be.

And today, while we honor the beauty and blessing of motherhood, we also hold space for the brokenhearted.

For the women who long for a child.
For those grieving a mama they can’t call today.
For those with strained relationships, losses, or longings.

You are seen. You are loved. You are not forgotten.

Happy Mother’s Day—to the weary, the wonder-filled, and the waiting.

May you feel the love of a God who sees it all and calls it holy.

#iamanchoredbyhope #herviewfromhome #motherhood #mothersday #madetolove #mama
Today was so bittersweet 😩 Last April I was as Today was so bittersweet 😩

Last April I was asked if I wanted to teach in our homeschool group at Bible study. 

My instant answer was a hard no; but I’d pray about it.

I’m so thankful for the Lords discernment, so thankful that His Word is alive and active. I prayed and he answered me. 

I was teaching homeschool.

I don’t ever feel qualified to be sharing Gods word. And if you were one of those who rebelled with me in my youth then it shouldn’t be hard to understand why.

And yet, God equipped me every step of the way, igniting a passion and joy within me, allowing me a creative outlet that shined a light on Him, and all the while continuing to grow in grace and knowledge of Jesus Christ. 

Tomorrow, I’m doing something I’ve only dreamt of doing for over ten years now; I’m interviewing at Christian Liberty Academy. 

My hearts desire has been to teach Bible there since I first stepped foot in the art wing back in 2013. 

I can still remember sitting in Mrs. Hessler’s room, hearing stories about Mike’s brother, their class, the community they had. I never felt so at home amongst strangers. 

This opportunity is the only thing that can pull me away from community Bible study. 

And so. Today, my amazing cbs family not only gifted me with the most beautiful goodbye flowers, but sent me off covered in prayer! 

As I anticipate the interview tomorrow, I am so beyond thankful for this community that has poured into me these last seven years! 

And for the incomprehensible reminder that God is with is always. 

No matter what happens. It’s all for His glory ✌🏼!
“Why do you seek the living among the dead?” ( “Why do you seek the living among the dead?” (Luke 24:5)

On that quiet morning, everything changed. The tomb was empty, hope was alive, and death was defeated.
Today we don’t just remember a moment in history—we celebrate a living Savior who still meets us in our brokenness, walks with us in our waiting, and calls us into resurrection life.

Let your heart rise with the dawn. The stone has been rolled away.
Jesus is alive, and because of that—so is hope.

Happy Resurrection Sunday, friends!
#HeIsRisen #AnchoredByHope #ResurrectionSunday
One of our favorite Easter weekend traditions is m One of our favorite Easter weekend traditions is making this Easter Story Snack Mix!

It’s simple, fun, and such a sweet way to focus on why we’re really celebrating. We lay out all the ingredients, and as we go through each one, we read a snippet of Scripture that points us back to the Easter story.

The kids and I both love it—it’s a meaningful (and yummy) way to spark conversation!

I turned the ingredient list and Scripture guide into a printable for my email subscribers. Every day of this Holy Week series, I’ve been sharing meaningful resources to help the week come alive (pun intended)!

If you want the free PDF, just click the link below or screen shot the second image! 👇🏽

https://iamanchoredbyhope.myflodesk.com/holyweek
Good Friday isn’t comfortable —and it shouldn’t be. But we don’t sit in sorrow
without hope. We sit in the tension of mourning and marveling.

I feel like I’m extra sensitive this year to the weight of this day while also standing in an awe I havnt experienced in years. 

Honestly, probably not since I first believed. 

I’ve spent the last few weeks, and especially the last six days, prepping and preparing an exclusive Holy Week study series for my email subscribers.

I almost didn’t do it because I don’t have a grand scale of subscribers and I often believe the quantity is the requirement to create content. 

Wrestling with and in the waiting this year caused me to really reflect on the question: where does my joy come from? 

It genuinely comes from the Lord; being consumed by His Word, sharing Truth, communing in creativity. 

I’ve really fallen in love with the more intimate and authentic atmosphere of emails. It sounds strange I know. But the social pressure isn’t there and I feel so much more acclimated to share more vulnerably . 

As with most my emails, the Holy Week series started as little notes sporadically written across my phone app. Usually typed within the darkness of my bedroom late at night or in the first rays of sunshine in the all too early morning. There is no in between here. 

Those little notes evolved into such a sweet symphony of study. I can’t express the gratitude I have for the almost dozen women walking alongside me this Holy Week. But truly I tell you, I would do this again even if no one joined. 

Digging deep into the depths of this week is beyond life giving - it’s giving eternity! It’s the tiniest taste of a greater satisfaction. It’s sitting in the tension of the mourning and marveling. 

The weight of today is so devastating. But it’s also where our redemption shines. Love for me and you is what held our savior to that tree. Living this life for Him, in full surrender, is only possible because of that cross. 

Thank you Jesus.

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