I love mothers. I especially love mothers of young children. I love how you love. I know it’s not easy and I know it’s not always pretty, but you keep doing what needs to be done for your little people.
In the last two weeks, I have been writing about Creating a Beautiful Family Culture in a World that Seemingly Wants to Destroy Families. I have been writing from my current vantage point as a mother with three kids out of college, one in college, three in high school and one fifth grader.
I love family living. I love the mess and the drama and the hormones. I love the way personalities and agendas and emotions swirl and flow within the walls of a home. Why do I love that sweet mess? Because it continually calls me higher. Having a Family is the best Self-Improvement Plan that was ever created and I mean that in all seriousness.
One of my big goals this year is to truly Create a More Beautiful Family Culture. We have a ways to go. We’ve sort of fallen to the lowest common denominator.
Welcome! January is MY FAVORITE time of the year. I love all of the looking back and assessing. I love the renewal of commitments. I love the Fresh Start Feeling of it all. As a mom of 8 kids, I NEED January!
In the last two posts I shared with you how I’d like to Create a Beautiful Family Culture this year. But even as I have had great resolutions, in the past year, life sort of got in the way and I forgot about all of my Plans for Improvement. I knew I had to do something differently if I really wanted to make lasting changes. So I dove into The One Little Thing that can Create the Biggest Change in our Lives and that one little thing is HABITS.
Welcome to The Parenting Dare Blog! On Monday I encouraged you to take the time and think about your current family culture. I asked you to think about what you’d really like to achieve this year within your family unit.
If you did not have time to read that post, here’s a link: Creating a Beautiful Family Culture. Then answer this question: If you could use one word to describe the current state of your family culture, what word would that be? (The rest of this post is about how to create change in regards to your response to that question.)
Happy New Year! I absolutely love the first of the year. It’s a time for us moms to sit down and take a moment. What worked last year? Where did we drift? What areas can we improve?
I’m super excited for this year because I actually feel great. In my last post, “The Low Down on Low Thyroid” I explained why I have not posted for the past six months.
Have you ever been diagnosed with a low-functioning thyroid? If so, you are not alone. Hypothyroidism is an incredibly common condition. You might want to go grab a nice cup of tea because what I have to share with you in this post will most likely shock and/or surprise you.
My name is Lori Doerneman. I live in the center of the U.S. in a little town in Kansas. I am a mom of 8 and I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism almost 20 years ago. At the time, I was a hot.mess. My cycles were all over the place, I had become puffy with an almost water-like weight gain and I was tired. Bone-dead tired.
I am a mother of eight very large and very loud children. And sometimes my people drive.me.crazy. They do all the things. They leave their shoes wherever they want. They don’t make their beds. They all drink coffee and take it with them wherever they go. When they get home they just leave their travel coffee mug by the sink. There are wet swimming suits in places that make me go what?
That is my life. I get the crazy and the chaos of living in a family. But that’s not what I want to write about today.
The enemy is in a turf war with you. He wants to claim your home and more than that, he wants to overcome and claim every person in your home.
What Satan doesn’t understand is that God Himself fashioned our mother hearts. They are soft, yes. But we are also fiercely protective. In this post I will show you the war and then I will give you a workable solution in the form of a challenge. (I love challenges!)
It’s time. Let’s take back our turf!
I am a fool for St. Faustina. She is easily my favorite saint. Why? Because of her trust and confidence in Jesus. When I read her diary I become more confident in my Jesus. Everything becomes radically simple.
I love love love St. Faustina.
Today is Palm Sunday, which means this week is Holy Week. On Good Friday we get to start the Novena of Chaplets to Divine Mercy, the most powerful of prayers. Jesus Himself dictated it to St. Faustina September 13-14, 1935, for you and for me.
I wrote a blog post this morning. And I hated it. The topic was marriage, but I had two main ideas and they kept warring with each other. I finally admitted that it wasn’t the topic (I can always kill off the weaker main idea); I just didn’t feel like writing a blog post.
Now, normally, I would push through. Go, Lori. Just Finish It. No matter how tired I was or how muddy the blog post became, I’d just get ‘er done.
However, my 25-year old son Eric happened to be in my kitchen when I told him of my struggle to write. He asked me why I was struggling and I said, “Because I’d rather be writing my book. I don’t want to write a blog post.” He laughed and said, “So write a blog post about the book you are writing.”
Now that actually got me excited. I’d love to write about that.