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Pumpkin Spice Everything

Autumn is the perfect time to take back the reins of our self-care intentions. To pause and actually care for ourselves. Let’s enjoy our lattes, oh yes, but let’s also spend time focusing on that which truly fills our hearts and cares for our souls.

It is my prayer that the pause found on these pages would provide you a moment of peace. A break in the hustle and bustle. A chance to drink deep and savor this fleeting and favored season. 

Take a moment

It’s my prayer that we moms will make room for the peace and fullness of joy this season is meant to exude. I want my children to see me making room for Him in my inn, even amidst the to-do list.

Whether it’s at the beginning of the day (before kids and life demand) or at the end of a long day before finally collapsing into bed – whenever you take a moment for yourself, I pray you allow the peace of the season to wash over you.

on my investments

As an at-home mom (a mom at all), I invest in someone besides myself. There is a little tiny person who needs my attention, love, creativity, patience, kindness and arms. My dear son is so  high energy, so fearless, so sweetly demanding of all that I am. I wouldn't...

on celebrating the other mothers on mother’s day

There are mothers without carseats, diapers or pacifiers. Mothers who do not have bedtime rituals or middle of the night feedings. Mothers without handstamped necklaces or birthstone rings. These are the other mothers - the ones in our midst who are quietly hurting. I...

on meeting in real life {#inRLMN #inRL recap}

She came from two hours away, knowing no one. She lost her infant son just months ago. His funeral was at this church. Her whole family brought her here, napping in the car while she came inside for an hour. She used to battle addiction. That table of five - they're...

on Five Minute Friday: friend

This weeks prompt: Friend* GO: Making friends doesn't come naturally to me. Ever since I was seven, and asked the girl in the patent leather shoes to be my friend. When she looked at me straight in the eye and replied, 'No.', something in me shriveled up. To put my...

on jump: five minute friday

This weeks prompt: Jump* GO: Remember skipping rope? Doing hurdles in gym class? Jumping up and down for sheer joy at a birthday party? All jumping, all joyful, all easy... at the time. Now, tinged with age and hardened a bit with experience, I feel sometimes that...

on soup & healing {Unstuffed Green Pepper Soup}

Soup is, perhaps, the ultimate comfort food. When one feels ill, soup. On a rainy or chilly day, soup. For heartbreak, soup. And so it was that last night, the only thing on my mind for supper was soup. All is not right in the world. When bombs explode. When we don't...

on time {(in)couragement for working moms}

I'm not a typical working mom. My job is part-time, and I do it from home, only going into the office one morning a week. This arrangement has allowed me to be at home with my Boy, belong to two during-the-day moms groups, and save a bundle by not using much...

on beauty for ashes {i hope}

I want to fill this new shiny space with joy, only sweetness, all things pink and sugary. I have a book review due two hours ago and a cookbook review&giveaway slated for two days ago. There are adorable pictures from our Easter Sunday waiting to be uploaded, and...

on Easter reflecting

Growing up, my mother was (and still is) a church choir director. She had to be at church for all the services, including the sunrise service, so the Easter bunny would leave our baskets in the car =) It's Easter weekend. Though there you can still measure the snow in...

on how we’re doing

Since publishing this, so many of you have sent well-wishes, prayers, good thoughts, love through the internet and telephone. It's only been a few days, but already we've gotten flowers, coffee, a dear card in the real mail. There hasn't been much time to ask how...

on the thing i have to tell you that i never wanted to say

We lost another baby last week. Honestly, the swirl of emotions in my head and heart is so intense and hard to define that I don't really know what to type, how to direct my fingers, what to say. There are too many words to write, and no words to write, at the same...

on why I don’t have working moms guilt

This week I asked women in our (in)couraging Working New Moms group to share pictures of their work spaces. The resulting pictures made me think that these women were proud of their spaces. Had anyone told them that it's ok to feel that pride? Because it is. By the...

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Anna Rendell: Speaker, author, latte lover. Digital Content Manager at (in)courage. Wife of Jared and mom of three littles. Talking real life, sharing stories from real mothering, and offering you real encouragement.

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