Author: Brooke McGlothlin & Stacey Thacker
Blog: MomKaboodle
Link to Giveaway: 7 Days of Hope…..for the Weary Homeschooling Mom
Genre: Motherhood
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post
Entry deadline: 6/10
Restrictions: ?
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Showing posts with label motherhood book. Show all posts
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Hope for the Weary Mom
Author: Brooke McGlothlin & Stacey Thacker
Blog: MomKaboodle
Link to Giveaway: 7 Days of Hope…..for the Weary Homeschooling Mom
Genre: Motherhood
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post
Entry deadline: 6/10
Restrictions: ?
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Wednesday, June 6, 2012
What To Expect When...
Blog: Genesis Moments
Link to Giveaway: Book series GIVEAWAY: What to Expect When – You Are Expecting, First Year, Second Year
Genre: Parenting/motherhood
How to enter: Rafflecopter form on giveaway post
Entry deadline: Friday, June 8th at noon EST
Restrictions: ?
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Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Beyond Bath Time
Author: Erin Davis
Blog: Reading to Know
Link to Giveaway: Beyond Bath Time - Giveaway x3!
Genre: Motherhood
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post
Entry deadline: Monday, May 14th
Restrictions: US Resident Only
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Saturday, April 28, 2012
Queen for a Day Giveaway 2012
Blog: Simple Mom
Link to Giveaway: Queen for a Day giveaway 2012
Genre: For Moms
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post
Entry deadline: Sunday, April 29 at 11:59pm EST
Restrictions: Happy Reading!
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Confessions of a Scary Mommy
Author: Jill Smokler
Blog: 5 Minutes for Mom
Link to Giveaway: Confessions of a Scary Mommy {Review and Giveaway}
Genre: Motherhood
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post
Entry deadline: Winner announced 4/23
Restrictions: US mailing addresses only
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Friday, September 9, 2011
52 Things Kids Need From a Mom
Title: 52 Things Kids Need From a MomAuthor: Angela Thomas
Blog: Mozi Esmé
Link to Giveaway: Review/Giveaway: 52 Things Kids Need from a Mom
Genre: Christian family/women
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post
Entry deadline: September 25, 2011
Restrictions: Open internationally
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Saturday, June 4, 2011
How To Have Your Cake & Eat It Too
Title: How To Have Your Cake & Eat It TooAuthor: Mandi
Blog: Happy Homemaker Reviews
Link to Giveaway: Review & Giveaway – How to Have Your Cake and Eat It Too! ebook: Nonfiction/motherhoodGenre:
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post with your biggest struggle as a mom
Entry deadline: midnight June 6, 2011
Restrictions: Open internationallyTuesday, April 26, 2011
Don't Make Me Come Up There!
Title: Don't Make Me Come Up There!Author: Kristen Welch
Blog: Tammy's Book Parlor
Link to Giveaway: GIVEAWAY! Don't Make Me Come Up There! Quiet Moments for Busy Moms by Kristen Welch
Genre: Parenting
How to enter: Be a follower of the blog and comment on the giveaway post with email address
Entry deadline: April 29
Restrictions: US and Canada
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Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Mommy Whispers
Title: Mommy WhispersAuthor: Jenny Lee Sulpizio
Blog: Mozi Esmé
Link to Giveaway: Review/Giveaway: Mommy Whispers
Genre: Picture book for moms & daughters
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post
Entry deadline: May 10, 2010
Restrictions: Open internationally!
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Saturday, April 16, 2011
Don't Make Me Come Up There!
Title: Don't Make Me Come Up There!Author: Kristen Welch
Blog: Muthering Heights
Link to Giveaway: Don’t Make Me Come Up There! {Giveaway!}
Genre: Parenting
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post with your favorite crazy moment as a mom
Entry deadline: Wednesday, April 20th
Restrictions: ?
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Monday, February 28, 2011
Exploiting My Baby
Title: Exploiting My Baby: Because It's Exploiting MeAuthor: Teresa Strasser
Blog: Mom Knows It All
Link to Giveaway: REVIEW AND GIVEAWAY – Exploiting My Baby
Genre: Pregnancy
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post telling if you had funny/strange thoughts during your first pregnancy
Entry deadline: Thursday 3/3/11 at 11:59 pm EST
Restrictions: US addresses only; no PO boxes
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Tuesday, October 26, 2010
The Ministry of Motherhood
Author: Sally Clarkson
Blog: Inspired to Action
Link to Giveaway: Christian motherhood
Giveaway!! Motivation Monday – Sally Clarkson’s Book Ministry of Motherhood
Genre:How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post saying "I took action this week!"
Entry deadline: ?
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Sunday, October 10, 2010
New Mom's Prayer Bible
Publisher: Zondervan
Blog: 5 Minutes for Mom
Link to Giveaway: Mom's Bible
Zondervan New Mom’s Prayer Bible Giveaway
Genre:How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post
Entry deadline: Friday, October 15th
Restrictions: US shipping addresses only
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Friday, July 23, 2010
Confessions of a Completely Insane Mother
Author: Kersten Campbell
Blog: Linda Weaver Clarke
Link to Giveaway: Interview with Author Kersten Campbell - Humorist Writer
Genre: Motherhood/humor
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post
Entry deadline: July 26
Restrictions: Open internationally
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Totally Desperate Mom
Author: Wendy Hagen
Blog: Muse Reviews
Link to Giveaway: Totally Desperate Mom: Review + {Signed} Giveaway!
Genre: Adult nonfiction/parenting/motherhood
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post
Entry deadline: 7-28-10
Restrictions: US only
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Posted by Jane from Mozi Esmé
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Routine Revelations
Author: Jen Seger
Blog: The Writer's Block
Link to Giveaway: Finding God in the Routine
Genre: Christian motherhood
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post telling about your most challenging aspect of motherhood
Entry deadline: Monday, July 12, midnight (central time)
Restrictions: ?
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Posted by Jane from Mozi Esmé
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Review/Giveaway: Chasing Superwoman
A WINNING READINGS GIVEAWAY!
Title: Chasing Superwoman: A Working Mom's Adventures in Life and Faith
Author: Susan M. DiMickele
Genre: Christian motherhood memoir
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Entry deadline: July 10, 2010
Restrictions: Open internationally!
That's right, enter right here for this giveaway. This is my review copy, so it has been gently read.
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It is time for a FIRST Wild Card Tour book review! If you wish to join the FIRST blog alliance, just click the button. We are a group of reviewers who tour Christian books. A Wild Card post includes a brief bio of the author and a full chapter from each book toured. The reason it is called a FIRST Wild Card Tour is that you never know if the book will be fiction, non~fiction, for young, or for old...or for somewhere in between! Enjoy your free peek into the book!You never know when I might play a wild card on you!
Today's Wild Card author is:
and the book:
David C. Cook; New edition (June 1, 2010)
***Special thanks to Audra Jennings of The B&B Media Group for sending me a review copy.***ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Susan DiMickele serves as partner in a large law firm and has practiced law for nearly fifteen years. She has won numerous professional honors, including being named Ohio Super Lawyer since 2004 and being selected for The Best Lawyers in America. She has written dozens of articles in her field and has served as a contributing author to several national publications. For the past seven years, her greatest accomplishment and challenge is raising her three children to know and love God. She is happily married to her husband of eighteen years, Doug, and they are the proud parents of Nicholas, Anna, and Abigail.Visit the author's website.
Product Details:
List Price: $14.99
Paperback: 224 pages
Publisher: David C. Cook; New edition (June 1, 2010)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1434764621
ISBN-13: 978-1434764621
AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:
The Superwoman Within
In a word, what I’m saying is, Grow up. You’re kingdom subjects. Now live like it. Live out
your God-created identity. Live generously and graciously toward others, the way God lives toward you.
Matthew 5:48 (MSG)
Most people hate lawyers. This is why so many lawyers marry other lawyers—no one else likes them. Fortunately, I met my husband, Doug, before I became a lawyer, and he still likes me. At least that’s what he tells me.
If I have to be honest, I really don’t like Lady Lawyer. She brings out the worst in me. Given the choice, I would much rather put on my mommy cape and play Devoted Mommy. But most days and more nights and weekends than I would care to admit, Devoted Mommy is busy playing Lady Lawyer. I didn’t set out to give Lady Lawyer this much power. It just sort of happened. I always insisted my career would take a back seat to the more important things in life—my family, my faith, my soul. I never thought Lady Lawyer would move in, take over, fire the staff, and change my identity. She’s known to get her way. Lady Lawyer is shrewd, self-sufficient, demanding, impatient, and arrogant. She gets right to the point and doesn’t waste your time. Why would any of her clients pay her exorbitant hourly rate in six-minute increments for anything less than the best? She doesn’t make mistakes, and if you work for Lady Lawyer you’d better not make any mistakes either. The standard is perfection. Who said anything about forgiveness? There are no second chances.
Devoted Mommy is quite the opposite. She’s warm and patient. She wastes lots of time picking up toys, reading books, and sitting on the floor playing patty cake. As much as she likes to be efficient, her children always want to help her, so everything takes twice as long, and she makes lots of mistakes and lots of messes. Devoted Mommy knows the important thing is to say you are sorry and ask and receive forgiveness. After all, no one is perfect.
Okay, maybe Devoted Mommy isn’t warm and patient all the time and maybe she would turn into Evil Mommy part of the time if she stayed at home with her kids all day, but you get the point. Lady Lawyer would make a terrible mother, which is why I have to keep her away from the children. Not to mention she has a terrible mouth on her. It’s not intentional. It’s just that most lawyers don’t understand plain English unless it is laced with heavy profanity.
If only I could play Devoted Mommy more often.
The Evils of Television
At least Lady Lawyer and Devoted Mommy actually have something in common. They both hate television. Lady Lawyer has better things to do. For her, TV is the ultimate waste of time and exercise in inefficiency. Simply put, TV is for idiots. It’s mind numbing, unenlightening, and unproductive. Why watch TV when you can bill hours instead? So Lady Lawyer watches TV only as a last resort, when she’s multitasking. Sometimes it’s faster to catch the local news and major world events on the tube. It becomes a necessary evil.
Devoted Mommy hates TV for different reasons. It’s not a necessary evil, it’s just plain evil. It’s like inviting the devil into your home and asking him to raise your children. “Gee, Satan, would you do me
a favor and watch the kids for a few hours, ‘cause I’m really busy right now and I’d prefer to have them hypnotized and brain dead so that I can get some work done.”
The other day while I was playing Weekend Mommy, Doug and seven-year-old Nick were watching The Bad News Bears. I was appalled. The language was filthy. These snotty-nosed kids and their recalcitrant coach had no respect for authority or each other, and Nick would soon be talking like a potty mouth if we continued to let this trash into our living room. Suddenly, Devoted Mommy transformed into Fundamentalist Mommy.
“I don’t want to hear that language in our house ever again, and I want that filthy show turned off.” Doug and Nick just looked at me. I continued, “TV is straight from the pit of hell and I can’t sit by and watch you fill your brain with this garbage.”
Doug may be incorrigible, but I still have to exercise some moral authority over my children.
I learned that from my own mother. We had knock-down, drag-out fights over Three’s Company and Charlie’s Angels. I would sneak downstairs and watch these shows with my older sisters over my mother’s deep disapproval. (Which was worse, Jack and Chrissy living in sin, or Farrah
Fawcett showing her cleavage? I never got an answer, I just knew they were both bad.) What kind of mother would I be if I let The Bad News Bears ruin Nick’s innocence and lead him down a path of destruction?
So later that night, after I put the girls to bed, I told Nick that we needed to talk. We sat in his bed before prayers, as we do every night, and I explained to him that some things on TV are wrong, and the
Bad News Bears really shouldn’t say bad words.
“Did you hear bad words in the movie today?”
Nick responded, “I’m not sure. I know stupid is a bad word.” Nick is a smart kid, so he saw this as an opportunity to ask me, point blank, what the other bad words were that had caused me so much
concern. Now I was stuck. Fundamentalist Mommy was going to have to feed her own son swear words. So we talked about how “hell” is a bad word, and why you wouldn’t want to tell someone to “go to
hell,” because that’s where Satan lives.
Nick asked, “Is it still okay to say ‘for heaven’s sake’?”
“Yes,” I said. “That’s still okay.”
I was thankful he still had some innocence left. And I didn’t have the heart to tell him the other bad words in the show. We’ll save that for another day. Fundamentalist Mommy can take a rest for now.
Sunday School
I don’t turn into Fundamentalist Mommy very often. But Devoted Mommy clearly needed to have more of a spiritual focus, especially with Lady Lawyer sucking her dry all those hours during the week. I actually prefer the term “Spiritual Mommy.” The Fundamentalist label has way too much baggage, even though I’m thankful for my roots.
So Spiritual Mommy decided to teach Sunday school. I could kill two birds with one stone and spend quality time with the kids on the weekend while exerting Spiritual Mommy’s much-needed moral
authority. Maybe I could even reverse some of the brain injury from all that TV.
Given my schedule during the week, Doug and most of my friends thought I was downright crazy for taking on another weekend responsibility. “Suz, just what you need, another thing to add to your schedule. Haven’t you ever heard of the word ‘no’?”
Actually, since I became a mother, ‘no’ has almost evaporated from my vocabulary. I reserve it for when I really need it—like being asked to make cupcakes for the bake sale, organize the parent phone tree, or volunteer to be the lunch monitor during lunch bunch. After all, I can’t do everything, right? But when it comes to the spiritual development of my children, Devoted Mommy reminds me that, unlike baking cookies or being a lunch monitor, I really can’t delegate that one very easily.
To my pleasant surprise, Sunday school became my favorite hour of the week. I wear casual clothes and comfortable shoes, sing silly songs, play duck-duck-goose, and sit on the floor with the children while teaching them that God is your friend, even when you can’t see Him.
I remember my own Sunday school days vividly like they were yesterday. I’ll never forget that poster in my classroom of Jesus knocking on the door to your heart. Of course there’s no door handle because the door can only be opened from the inside. It was during that Sunday school class that I asked Jesus to come in my heart. Some people say that young children can’t understand spiritual things, but I beg to differ. Life has become much too complicated. Sometimes I want to go back to the simple faith of my childhood, but I can’t. So I do the next best thing. I live vicariously through my children. I never realized until after I became a parent how entirely normal it is to live vicariously through your children. Every parent does it. That’s why so many of us spend inordinate amounts of money on Christmas gifts and Disney World. (Who said anything about the kids?) I barely remember going to Disney World with my parents, although they love to talk about it like it was yesterday. I hear the same stories over and over again: “Remember when Susan screamed and cried because she wanted to go on the rides with her older sisters, and then we had to ride ‘It’s a Small World’ over and over again.”
I used to think, “Don’t they get tired of telling these old stories? Do they really think anyone is listening?”
Now I understand why.
Lady Lawyer, of course, doesn’t have time during the week to prepare for Sunday school. It would cut into her billable hours. Yet sometimes Spiritual Mommy convinces her to help gather Sunday
school materials, particularly if it involves Internet shopping. I looked all over the Internet for that picture of Christ knocking and finally found one that is similar to my own childhood memories. I ordered it immediately—the shipping and handling cost more than the poster, but I willingly gave over my credit card number. It was worth every penny.
The Unveiling of the Mona Lisa
When the Jesus picture arrived, Nick and Anna were bursting with curiosity. How many of my online purchases arrive in a long tube the size of Texas? Lady Lawyer had outdone herself. A new toy? A treasure map? The possibilities were endless. Unfortunately, the kids always raid the mail before I get home from work. I should have had the picture sent to my office, like I do with Christmas gifts. Last Christmas I bought Doug a new office chair online and sent it straight to my office. The only problem I hadn’t considered was getting it home. The box was too heavy for me to carry from my office tower to the parking garage, so I had to beg a few guys in my office to help. That cost Lady Lawyer a few favors. But a poster? I could have carried that myself.
Nick and Anna desperately wanted to open it, but I told them they would have to wait for Sunday school. It was going to be like the unveiling of the Mona Lisa. I could hardly wait myself. At minimum, I needed a sneak preview. After all, what if they had sent the wrong picture? It might be a poster of Daniel in the lion’s den, the last temptation of Christ, or worse yet, what if they had mistakenly sent
some trash from a pornographic site? I couldn’t take that risk with the spiritual future of fifteen preschoolers resting on my shoulders. So after the kids went to bed, I pulled out the poster. I gazed at the
picture longingly, relieved to see Jesus knocking in the familiar scene. For the next fifteen minutes, I couldn’t stop staring. Could faith be this simple? Maybe when I was five years old, but not now. Not in
my world.
For most people, seeing is believing. “Show me the money.” “Do you have the goods?” “The proof is in the pudding.” I get tired of living by these rules all week. Preschoolers are different. Their hearts have not yet been hardened by the cold reality of the real world. Most of them haven’t been sued yet.
Maybe if I just brought the picture of Christ knocking and put it in my office, in place of my diploma, things at work would be more spiritual. I know that Jesus is there, even when I can’t see Him, but I frankly forget about Him when I step into my office. Spiritual Mommy thought it was an excellent idea to bring the poster to work. That way, when Lady Lawyer gets out of line, she can just look at Jesus knocking and be reminded of her deep faith. I’ve been told my office really needs to be redecorated.
Lady Lawyer quickly squashed that idea. People would think I had completely cracked. Besides, lots of people would be offended. What would happen if the six o’clock news came to get a headshot of me at my desk and the picture of Christ knocking was hanging in the background? The audience would think my law firm was some kind of religious cult, and I’d never hear the end of it.
So I left the picture of Christ knocking at home. One of these days when Lady Lawyer is shopping on the ‘net, I’m going to make her order a frame. We’ll hang the framed picture right next to the
TV. That way, when Doug and Nick are watching the Bad News Bears or some other trashy show and I’m not there to turn it off, Jesus will gently remind them that TV is evil.
Better yet, we’ll hang it in place of the TV.
One of the Sunday school parents asked me if I was a teacher. I laughed out loud. When I told her I was a lawyer, she looked surprised. Spiritual Mommy had successfully kept Lady Lawyer muzzled, which isn’t easy to do. I took her surprise as a compliment, and said thank you. I explained to her that the reason I enjoy teaching Sunday school so much was because it is so dramatically different from my everyday life. After dealing all week with grown-up problems, complex legal issues, and the politics of a large law firm, I welcome Silly Putty and puppet shows.
I’ve gotten good at checking my lawyer cape at the door when it comes to church. No suit, no high heels, not too much lipstick, no cell phone or BlackBerry, no dirty looks, no potty mouth, and lots of confession and forgiveness. I wear my hair down with comfortable shoes and suburban clothes, smiling pleasantly while I’m holding Abby in one arm and my Sunday school bag in the other. Let’s face it, most parents don’t have high expectations of a Sunday school teacher. They just want an hour of peace.
But teaching Sunday school has its low points too. Even Devoted Mommy gets tired of cutting out crafts late on Saturday nights and waking up early on Sunday mornings to get three kids out the door. Sometimes I wake up on Sunday morning and I’m sick and I can’t find a substitute, or my kids are sick and I want to stay home and take care of them, but I can’t. Sometimes my class is rambunctious, and I don’t have a helper and they all have to go to the bathroom at the same time, or one of the kids freaks out, or I just feel like being with my own kids instead of spreading myself so thin. Sometimes I think it’s not fair to leave Abby in the nursery for another hour and I miss her and wish she could join us in Sunday school, but the few times I have brought her I have been completely unable give the rest of the class any attention.
Sometimes the whole class is staring into space and I don’t think anyone is listening to the lesson, but I still know I am planting seeds.
My Sunday school class is filled with your typical upper-middleclass children, and while most of them are from loving homes, some of them are beginning to struggle with things that no one can adequately explain. Terminal illness of a loved one. Divorce. Even death. One little boy in my class, we’ll call him Charlie, lost his daddy last year. When I pulled out the picture of Jesus knocking, Charlie’s eyes locked
mine, and I knew that he needed to know that Jesus would always be there and would never leave him, so I looked into Charlie’s eyes and said, “Once Jesus comes into your heart, He will never leave.”
The next week, Charlie’s grandma stopped me after class and told me that Charlie had asked Jesus to come into his heart. I gave her a big hug and we both fought back the tears. Charlie doesn’t come to class as much as he used to, and I know it’s hard for his grandma to bring him on the weekends, but I still had the privilege of planting a few seeds.
I like planting seeds. It beats billable hours. Lady Lawyer can’t say, “Sorry I didn’t get the agreement done, but I planted a few seeds.” Or, “I know we lost the case, but I laid some groundwork for next time. Give it a few years and you’ll see some results.” Her clients would fire her.
Sunday school teachers don’t have to worry about getting fired. Why? Because we teach Sunday school for free. It’s not like there’s a long line of volunteers waiting to take over. If you pass the criminal background and reference check and like kids, you’re in.
The second we start paying Sunday school teachers, I’m done. Who wants the pressure of another billable hour? Not me. Some things money can’t buy. Besides, even Lady Lawyer needs to hang up her cape on the weekends. Can Superwoman really live in two worlds? What is really behind the cape, and am I ever going to figure out my true identity? And what does it mean to live out my “God-created identity”?3 I know there aren’t easy answers, but that still doesn’t stop me from asking the questions. Sometimes I wonder, Who am I really chasing anyway?
©2010 Cook Communications Ministries. Chasing Superwoman by Susan DiMickele. Used with permission. May not be further reproduced. All rights reserved.
In a word, what I’m saying is, Grow up. You’re kingdom subjects. Now live like it. Live out
your God-created identity. Live generously and graciously toward others, the way God lives toward you.
Matthew 5:48 (MSG)
Most people hate lawyers. This is why so many lawyers marry other lawyers—no one else likes them. Fortunately, I met my husband, Doug, before I became a lawyer, and he still likes me. At least that’s what he tells me.
If I have to be honest, I really don’t like Lady Lawyer. She brings out the worst in me. Given the choice, I would much rather put on my mommy cape and play Devoted Mommy. But most days and more nights and weekends than I would care to admit, Devoted Mommy is busy playing Lady Lawyer. I didn’t set out to give Lady Lawyer this much power. It just sort of happened. I always insisted my career would take a back seat to the more important things in life—my family, my faith, my soul. I never thought Lady Lawyer would move in, take over, fire the staff, and change my identity. She’s known to get her way. Lady Lawyer is shrewd, self-sufficient, demanding, impatient, and arrogant. She gets right to the point and doesn’t waste your time. Why would any of her clients pay her exorbitant hourly rate in six-minute increments for anything less than the best? She doesn’t make mistakes, and if you work for Lady Lawyer you’d better not make any mistakes either. The standard is perfection. Who said anything about forgiveness? There are no second chances.
Devoted Mommy is quite the opposite. She’s warm and patient. She wastes lots of time picking up toys, reading books, and sitting on the floor playing patty cake. As much as she likes to be efficient, her children always want to help her, so everything takes twice as long, and she makes lots of mistakes and lots of messes. Devoted Mommy knows the important thing is to say you are sorry and ask and receive forgiveness. After all, no one is perfect.
Okay, maybe Devoted Mommy isn’t warm and patient all the time and maybe she would turn into Evil Mommy part of the time if she stayed at home with her kids all day, but you get the point. Lady Lawyer would make a terrible mother, which is why I have to keep her away from the children. Not to mention she has a terrible mouth on her. It’s not intentional. It’s just that most lawyers don’t understand plain English unless it is laced with heavy profanity.
If only I could play Devoted Mommy more often.
The Evils of Television
At least Lady Lawyer and Devoted Mommy actually have something in common. They both hate television. Lady Lawyer has better things to do. For her, TV is the ultimate waste of time and exercise in inefficiency. Simply put, TV is for idiots. It’s mind numbing, unenlightening, and unproductive. Why watch TV when you can bill hours instead? So Lady Lawyer watches TV only as a last resort, when she’s multitasking. Sometimes it’s faster to catch the local news and major world events on the tube. It becomes a necessary evil.
Devoted Mommy hates TV for different reasons. It’s not a necessary evil, it’s just plain evil. It’s like inviting the devil into your home and asking him to raise your children. “Gee, Satan, would you do me
a favor and watch the kids for a few hours, ‘cause I’m really busy right now and I’d prefer to have them hypnotized and brain dead so that I can get some work done.”
The other day while I was playing Weekend Mommy, Doug and seven-year-old Nick were watching The Bad News Bears. I was appalled. The language was filthy. These snotty-nosed kids and their recalcitrant coach had no respect for authority or each other, and Nick would soon be talking like a potty mouth if we continued to let this trash into our living room. Suddenly, Devoted Mommy transformed into Fundamentalist Mommy.
“I don’t want to hear that language in our house ever again, and I want that filthy show turned off.” Doug and Nick just looked at me. I continued, “TV is straight from the pit of hell and I can’t sit by and watch you fill your brain with this garbage.”
Doug may be incorrigible, but I still have to exercise some moral authority over my children.
I learned that from my own mother. We had knock-down, drag-out fights over Three’s Company and Charlie’s Angels. I would sneak downstairs and watch these shows with my older sisters over my mother’s deep disapproval. (Which was worse, Jack and Chrissy living in sin, or Farrah
Fawcett showing her cleavage? I never got an answer, I just knew they were both bad.) What kind of mother would I be if I let The Bad News Bears ruin Nick’s innocence and lead him down a path of destruction?
So later that night, after I put the girls to bed, I told Nick that we needed to talk. We sat in his bed before prayers, as we do every night, and I explained to him that some things on TV are wrong, and the
Bad News Bears really shouldn’t say bad words.
“Did you hear bad words in the movie today?”
Nick responded, “I’m not sure. I know stupid is a bad word.” Nick is a smart kid, so he saw this as an opportunity to ask me, point blank, what the other bad words were that had caused me so much
concern. Now I was stuck. Fundamentalist Mommy was going to have to feed her own son swear words. So we talked about how “hell” is a bad word, and why you wouldn’t want to tell someone to “go to
hell,” because that’s where Satan lives.
Nick asked, “Is it still okay to say ‘for heaven’s sake’?”
“Yes,” I said. “That’s still okay.”
I was thankful he still had some innocence left. And I didn’t have the heart to tell him the other bad words in the show. We’ll save that for another day. Fundamentalist Mommy can take a rest for now.
Sunday School
I don’t turn into Fundamentalist Mommy very often. But Devoted Mommy clearly needed to have more of a spiritual focus, especially with Lady Lawyer sucking her dry all those hours during the week. I actually prefer the term “Spiritual Mommy.” The Fundamentalist label has way too much baggage, even though I’m thankful for my roots.
So Spiritual Mommy decided to teach Sunday school. I could kill two birds with one stone and spend quality time with the kids on the weekend while exerting Spiritual Mommy’s much-needed moral
authority. Maybe I could even reverse some of the brain injury from all that TV.
Given my schedule during the week, Doug and most of my friends thought I was downright crazy for taking on another weekend responsibility. “Suz, just what you need, another thing to add to your schedule. Haven’t you ever heard of the word ‘no’?”
Actually, since I became a mother, ‘no’ has almost evaporated from my vocabulary. I reserve it for when I really need it—like being asked to make cupcakes for the bake sale, organize the parent phone tree, or volunteer to be the lunch monitor during lunch bunch. After all, I can’t do everything, right? But when it comes to the spiritual development of my children, Devoted Mommy reminds me that, unlike baking cookies or being a lunch monitor, I really can’t delegate that one very easily.
To my pleasant surprise, Sunday school became my favorite hour of the week. I wear casual clothes and comfortable shoes, sing silly songs, play duck-duck-goose, and sit on the floor with the children while teaching them that God is your friend, even when you can’t see Him.
I remember my own Sunday school days vividly like they were yesterday. I’ll never forget that poster in my classroom of Jesus knocking on the door to your heart. Of course there’s no door handle because the door can only be opened from the inside. It was during that Sunday school class that I asked Jesus to come in my heart. Some people say that young children can’t understand spiritual things, but I beg to differ. Life has become much too complicated. Sometimes I want to go back to the simple faith of my childhood, but I can’t. So I do the next best thing. I live vicariously through my children. I never realized until after I became a parent how entirely normal it is to live vicariously through your children. Every parent does it. That’s why so many of us spend inordinate amounts of money on Christmas gifts and Disney World. (Who said anything about the kids?) I barely remember going to Disney World with my parents, although they love to talk about it like it was yesterday. I hear the same stories over and over again: “Remember when Susan screamed and cried because she wanted to go on the rides with her older sisters, and then we had to ride ‘It’s a Small World’ over and over again.”
I used to think, “Don’t they get tired of telling these old stories? Do they really think anyone is listening?”
Now I understand why.
Lady Lawyer, of course, doesn’t have time during the week to prepare for Sunday school. It would cut into her billable hours. Yet sometimes Spiritual Mommy convinces her to help gather Sunday
school materials, particularly if it involves Internet shopping. I looked all over the Internet for that picture of Christ knocking and finally found one that is similar to my own childhood memories. I ordered it immediately—the shipping and handling cost more than the poster, but I willingly gave over my credit card number. It was worth every penny.
The Unveiling of the Mona Lisa
When the Jesus picture arrived, Nick and Anna were bursting with curiosity. How many of my online purchases arrive in a long tube the size of Texas? Lady Lawyer had outdone herself. A new toy? A treasure map? The possibilities were endless. Unfortunately, the kids always raid the mail before I get home from work. I should have had the picture sent to my office, like I do with Christmas gifts. Last Christmas I bought Doug a new office chair online and sent it straight to my office. The only problem I hadn’t considered was getting it home. The box was too heavy for me to carry from my office tower to the parking garage, so I had to beg a few guys in my office to help. That cost Lady Lawyer a few favors. But a poster? I could have carried that myself.
Nick and Anna desperately wanted to open it, but I told them they would have to wait for Sunday school. It was going to be like the unveiling of the Mona Lisa. I could hardly wait myself. At minimum, I needed a sneak preview. After all, what if they had sent the wrong picture? It might be a poster of Daniel in the lion’s den, the last temptation of Christ, or worse yet, what if they had mistakenly sent
some trash from a pornographic site? I couldn’t take that risk with the spiritual future of fifteen preschoolers resting on my shoulders. So after the kids went to bed, I pulled out the poster. I gazed at the
picture longingly, relieved to see Jesus knocking in the familiar scene. For the next fifteen minutes, I couldn’t stop staring. Could faith be this simple? Maybe when I was five years old, but not now. Not in
my world.
For most people, seeing is believing. “Show me the money.” “Do you have the goods?” “The proof is in the pudding.” I get tired of living by these rules all week. Preschoolers are different. Their hearts have not yet been hardened by the cold reality of the real world. Most of them haven’t been sued yet.
Maybe if I just brought the picture of Christ knocking and put it in my office, in place of my diploma, things at work would be more spiritual. I know that Jesus is there, even when I can’t see Him, but I frankly forget about Him when I step into my office. Spiritual Mommy thought it was an excellent idea to bring the poster to work. That way, when Lady Lawyer gets out of line, she can just look at Jesus knocking and be reminded of her deep faith. I’ve been told my office really needs to be redecorated.
Lady Lawyer quickly squashed that idea. People would think I had completely cracked. Besides, lots of people would be offended. What would happen if the six o’clock news came to get a headshot of me at my desk and the picture of Christ knocking was hanging in the background? The audience would think my law firm was some kind of religious cult, and I’d never hear the end of it.
So I left the picture of Christ knocking at home. One of these days when Lady Lawyer is shopping on the ‘net, I’m going to make her order a frame. We’ll hang the framed picture right next to the
TV. That way, when Doug and Nick are watching the Bad News Bears or some other trashy show and I’m not there to turn it off, Jesus will gently remind them that TV is evil.
Better yet, we’ll hang it in place of the TV.
One of the Sunday school parents asked me if I was a teacher. I laughed out loud. When I told her I was a lawyer, she looked surprised. Spiritual Mommy had successfully kept Lady Lawyer muzzled, which isn’t easy to do. I took her surprise as a compliment, and said thank you. I explained to her that the reason I enjoy teaching Sunday school so much was because it is so dramatically different from my everyday life. After dealing all week with grown-up problems, complex legal issues, and the politics of a large law firm, I welcome Silly Putty and puppet shows.
I’ve gotten good at checking my lawyer cape at the door when it comes to church. No suit, no high heels, not too much lipstick, no cell phone or BlackBerry, no dirty looks, no potty mouth, and lots of confession and forgiveness. I wear my hair down with comfortable shoes and suburban clothes, smiling pleasantly while I’m holding Abby in one arm and my Sunday school bag in the other. Let’s face it, most parents don’t have high expectations of a Sunday school teacher. They just want an hour of peace.
But teaching Sunday school has its low points too. Even Devoted Mommy gets tired of cutting out crafts late on Saturday nights and waking up early on Sunday mornings to get three kids out the door. Sometimes I wake up on Sunday morning and I’m sick and I can’t find a substitute, or my kids are sick and I want to stay home and take care of them, but I can’t. Sometimes my class is rambunctious, and I don’t have a helper and they all have to go to the bathroom at the same time, or one of the kids freaks out, or I just feel like being with my own kids instead of spreading myself so thin. Sometimes I think it’s not fair to leave Abby in the nursery for another hour and I miss her and wish she could join us in Sunday school, but the few times I have brought her I have been completely unable give the rest of the class any attention.
Sometimes the whole class is staring into space and I don’t think anyone is listening to the lesson, but I still know I am planting seeds.
My Sunday school class is filled with your typical upper-middleclass children, and while most of them are from loving homes, some of them are beginning to struggle with things that no one can adequately explain. Terminal illness of a loved one. Divorce. Even death. One little boy in my class, we’ll call him Charlie, lost his daddy last year. When I pulled out the picture of Jesus knocking, Charlie’s eyes locked
mine, and I knew that he needed to know that Jesus would always be there and would never leave him, so I looked into Charlie’s eyes and said, “Once Jesus comes into your heart, He will never leave.”
The next week, Charlie’s grandma stopped me after class and told me that Charlie had asked Jesus to come into his heart. I gave her a big hug and we both fought back the tears. Charlie doesn’t come to class as much as he used to, and I know it’s hard for his grandma to bring him on the weekends, but I still had the privilege of planting a few seeds.
I like planting seeds. It beats billable hours. Lady Lawyer can’t say, “Sorry I didn’t get the agreement done, but I planted a few seeds.” Or, “I know we lost the case, but I laid some groundwork for next time. Give it a few years and you’ll see some results.” Her clients would fire her.
Sunday school teachers don’t have to worry about getting fired. Why? Because we teach Sunday school for free. It’s not like there’s a long line of volunteers waiting to take over. If you pass the criminal background and reference check and like kids, you’re in.
The second we start paying Sunday school teachers, I’m done. Who wants the pressure of another billable hour? Not me. Some things money can’t buy. Besides, even Lady Lawyer needs to hang up her cape on the weekends. Can Superwoman really live in two worlds? What is really behind the cape, and am I ever going to figure out my true identity? And what does it mean to live out my “God-created identity”?3 I know there aren’t easy answers, but that still doesn’t stop me from asking the questions. Sometimes I wonder, Who am I really chasing anyway?
©2010 Cook Communications Ministries. Chasing Superwoman by Susan DiMickele. Used with permission. May not be further reproduced. All rights reserved.
What I Liked: You know those inspiring books by spiritual giant moms who seem to have it all together? You feel inspired, but you have this little niggling feeling that something is wrong with you, or the other mom just isn't being genuine?
Well, you definitely won't get that feeling reading this book! The author comes across as very genuine, funny, and down-to-earth. Her stereotypes and adventures make me laugh and keep me engaged from start to finish. She so well describes the conflict EVERY mom faces when deciding to work, work from home, or stay at home. And she also brings out the insecurities and judgment working moms feel about their choice.
The Christian working mom's story is one that hasn't been covered very well in the mom books I've read, so I enjoyed this perspective - and could partially relate as I work part-time away from home.
(And the book really kept me grounded today at the homeschooling convention I attended - where the idea of people sending their kids to school seems totally outrageous. Why do we judge so easily? Even at the homeschool convention, there's some judgement going on between the different curriculum choices, not to mention the "serious" ones who avoid canned curriculums.)
We're all parents who love our kids and want the best for them. And God accepts us just as we are. That's what the book brings out.
What I Didn't Like: Nothing!
But... if you're a strong advocate for "the woman's place is in the home," this book may rub you the wrong way. Then again, maybe it'll change your perspective a little...
If you're looking for a devotional, or an instruction manual for working moms, you won't find it here, either. It does have spiritual lessons in it, as well as practical advice, but it reads more like a memoir than a devotional or self-help book.
Posted by Jane at Mozi Esmé
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Review/Giveaway: Out of the Spin Cycle
A WINNING READINGS GIVEAWAY!Title: Out of the Spin Cycle: Devotions to Lighten Your Mother Load
Author: Jen Hatmaker
Genre: Christian motherhood - devotional
Author: Jen Hatmaker
Genre: Christian motherhood - devotional
How to enter: Leave a comment on THIS post right here! If you're a subscriber or a follower, leave a second comment for a second entry.
Entry deadline: July 10, 2010
Restrictions: Open internationally!
That's right, enter right here for this giveaway. This is my review copy, so it has been gently read.
Publisher: Revell
Physical Description: 175-page paperback
List Price: $11.99
ISBN: 978-0800734480
For More Info: http://www.jenhatmaker.com/
Also, see author interview.
Synopsis:
As a mom, especially a blog-reading mom, I feel like I'm constantly secondguessing my mothering choices. It used to be birth methods, breastfeeding, sleeping arrangements, cry-it-out versus on-demand choices, types of diapers... Now it's discipline methods, educational methods, dietary choices, scheduling and routines, computer time... It doesn't stop, does it? Next up is allowances, tomorrow it'll be whether girls should go to college... There are some great opinions and great writers out there, and it's hard for me to wrap my mind around all the options and logic involved in each choice.
Not to mention that I'm human, so when it comes to living out a choice, I often fail in what I've chosen. Life happens.
Well, this book is a breath of fresh air. In a humorous way, the author balances those incidental issues (working women, body image, horrible mom moments, discipline, finances, and a whole lot more) and puts the focus on Christ, where it belongs. Filled with personal examples and sweet mom moments, there is plenty of material any mom could relate to.
Each devotional ends with a practical little challenge to "step out of the spin cycle."
I admit - I read through the whole book in two sessions, rather than the recommended 40 days. It was that interesting.
I highly recommend squeezing in a few minutes with this book for all the moms who are struggling to find balance and perspective in the middle of their overwhelming lives.
What I Didn't Like: Absolutely nothing!
Cautionary note to moms who are on a soapbox about one of the "incidental issues:" you may be compelled to come off the soapbox in the challenge to love Jesus above all else.
Thanks to Baker Publishing Group for the review copy of this book.
Physical Description: 175-page paperback
List Price: $11.99
ISBN: 978-0800734480
For More Info: http://www.jenhatmaker.com/
Also, see author interview.
Synopsis:
Following Jesus shouldn't be just one more thing to doAbout the Author:
Motherhood sometimes feels like a list of expectations. You may be busy or even overwhelmed. But you are also strong and brilliant. And here's a secret: a lot of those things on your list of expectations are things Jesus never expected you to do on your own.
In Out of the Spin Cycle, author and speaker Jen Hatmaker takes the words and deeds of Jesus, adds the humor of a young mom's life, and offers messages of grace and encouragement. Covering areas such as worry, marriage, priorities, money, and the comparison trap, this dynamic Bible teacher brings Jesus's message alive in short, to-the-point devotionals for your busy life. This is a devotional for you--the woman inside the mom--the Bible student, the learner, the world-changer.
So put aside that to-do list for a moment and discover the ways Jesus can lighten your mother load.
Jen Hatmaker is the author of seven books and Bible studies, including A Modern Girl's Guide to Bible Study. With a heart for the women of her generation, she speaks at retreats and conferences around the country. Jen and her husband, Brandon, reside in Texas with their three children, and lead the ministry work at Austin New Church.What I Liked: This is definitely a book that spoke to me right now.
As a mom, especially a blog-reading mom, I feel like I'm constantly secondguessing my mothering choices. It used to be birth methods, breastfeeding, sleeping arrangements, cry-it-out versus on-demand choices, types of diapers... Now it's discipline methods, educational methods, dietary choices, scheduling and routines, computer time... It doesn't stop, does it? Next up is allowances, tomorrow it'll be whether girls should go to college... There are some great opinions and great writers out there, and it's hard for me to wrap my mind around all the options and logic involved in each choice.
Not to mention that I'm human, so when it comes to living out a choice, I often fail in what I've chosen. Life happens.
Well, this book is a breath of fresh air. In a humorous way, the author balances those incidental issues (working women, body image, horrible mom moments, discipline, finances, and a whole lot more) and puts the focus on Christ, where it belongs. Filled with personal examples and sweet mom moments, there is plenty of material any mom could relate to.
Each devotional ends with a practical little challenge to "step out of the spin cycle."
I admit - I read through the whole book in two sessions, rather than the recommended 40 days. It was that interesting.
I highly recommend squeezing in a few minutes with this book for all the moms who are struggling to find balance and perspective in the middle of their overwhelming lives.
What I Didn't Like: Absolutely nothing!
Cautionary note to moms who are on a soapbox about one of the "incidental issues:" you may be compelled to come off the soapbox in the challenge to love Jesus above all else.
Thanks to Baker Publishing Group for the review copy of this book.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Review/Giveaway: Momology
A WINNING READINGS GIVEAWAY!Title: Momology: A Mom's Guide to Shaping Great Kids
Author: Shelly Radic
Author: Shelly Radic
Genre: Christian parenting
How to enter: Leave a comment on THIS post right here! If you're a subscriber or a follower, leave a second comment for a second entry.
How to enter: Leave a comment on THIS post right here! If you're a subscriber or a follower, leave a second comment for a second entry.
Entry deadline: June 25, 2010
Restrictions: Open internationally!
That's right, enter right here for this giveaway. This is my review copy, so it has been gently read.
Publisher: Revell
Physical Description: 237-page paperback
List Price: $13.99
ISBN: 978-0800734497
Synopsis:
Because of all the input, you'll find ideas that could apply to your own life regardless of your own personality and your family's dynamics.
I appreciated the Christian emphasis of the book, from getting to know yourself, establishing your support circle, and keeping God number one in your own life as well as in your parenting goals and methods.
And I think all moms could benefit from the supportive ideas found in this book. So often mothering seems a lonely job, and it's very clear from this book that it is NOT!
What I Didn't Like: The book itself was great! I was expecting something a little different, though, from the subtitle - more tips on shaping the child rather than tips on changing/focusing on myself as a mom... I did feel a little short-changed on parenting ideas, though I appreciated the point that to be a better mom, I need to address my own issues first!
Thanks to Baker Publishing Group for the review copy of this book.
Physical Description: 237-page paperback
List Price: $13.99
ISBN: 978-0800734497
Synopsis:
Your go-to book for successful mothering.About the Author:
Mothering is part art, part science, and always a work in progress! Backed by more than thirty years of research-based ministry at MOPS International, Momology is designed to help you be the unique mother God created you to be--because better moms make a better world.
Shelly Radic is Chief of Staff at MOPS International, author of The Birthday Book, and a regular contributor to MOPS publications. Her writing is informed by her education, mothering her four children, and twenty years of MOPS experience. She lives in Colorado.What I Liked: This book is well-organized, with a great graphic design that makes it easy to read through and spot highlights and ideas. It's well researched, with input from hundreds of moms. With lots of examples and practical suggestions, it is easy to read through, though you'll want to take your time to internalize and implement all the great ideas.
Because of all the input, you'll find ideas that could apply to your own life regardless of your own personality and your family's dynamics.
I appreciated the Christian emphasis of the book, from getting to know yourself, establishing your support circle, and keeping God number one in your own life as well as in your parenting goals and methods.
And I think all moms could benefit from the supportive ideas found in this book. So often mothering seems a lonely job, and it's very clear from this book that it is NOT!
What I Didn't Like: The book itself was great! I was expecting something a little different, though, from the subtitle - more tips on shaping the child rather than tips on changing/focusing on myself as a mom... I did feel a little short-changed on parenting ideas, though I appreciated the point that to be a better mom, I need to address my own issues first!
Thanks to Baker Publishing Group for the review copy of this book.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Mother's Day Giveaway
Blog: 5 Minutes for Books
Link to Giveaway: http://www.5minutesforbooks.com/5383/a-special-mothers-day-giveaway-from-hachette/
Genre: Inspirational
How to enter: Comment on the giveaway post
Entry deadline: Winner announced May 19
Restrictions: US or Canada
Happy Reading!
Posted by Jane at Mozi Esmé
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