Not much, apparently, because I changed the blog name. "Blog of a Feeble House Mom" made me a little sad, as the boy who inspired the name is not at the ranch any more. For our boys' protection I will not overshare, but I will say the place he is staying now will be much better suited for his needs, and we hope he will be able to come back to us soon.
As you can see, we have had a busy and eventful last however-many-days-since-my-last-post.
It is amazing how many things change in so little time. It is amazing how much God can change us in so little time. Some days I look in the mirror like, "Dang, girl. Who do you think you are, Superwoman?" Other days I look in the mirror like, "Yeah, you are definitely not Superwoman." Of course, that's why this blog isn't titled, "Dang, Michelle Must Be Superhousemom." When Blake and I crawl into bed exhausted at the end of the day, I often wonder if an "okayest" mom is what these boys really need.
No, it isn't. What these boys need is a perfect savior. What a relief it is that one way to see a perfect savior is through the okayest mom on her not-so-okay days.
As you can see, we have had a busy and eventful last however-many-days-since-my-last-post.
It is amazing how many things change in so little time. It is amazing how much God can change us in so little time. Some days I look in the mirror like, "Dang, girl. Who do you think you are, Superwoman?" Other days I look in the mirror like, "Yeah, you are definitely not Superwoman." Of course, that's why this blog isn't titled, "Dang, Michelle Must Be Superhousemom." When Blake and I crawl into bed exhausted at the end of the day, I often wonder if an "okayest" mom is what these boys really need.
No, it isn't. What these boys need is a perfect savior. What a relief it is that one way to see a perfect savior is through the okayest mom on her not-so-okay days.
