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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 our fifth anniversary

We celebrated quietly, with grandma babysitting we slipped out to a bookstore, perusing the shelves then coming together for a piece of cheesecake. We laughed throughout the day as we remembered what we were doing at that very time on that very day 5 years earlier:...

on Mother’s Day 2012

In lots of ways, it was a typical Sunday. We went to church, got a coffee treat on the way home, made brunch, took naps, grilled outside, had bath and bed... But today was a little different. morning snuggles. Today I was a mom on Mother's Day. my babies =) Now it's...

on identity: five minute friday

Sweet Lisa-Jo hosts a weekly linkup at the Gypsy Mama called 5 minute Friday. That's exactly what you do - write for 'five minutes flat {on the given topic} - no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking'. And right now, Sam is asleep so five minutes is just about...

on prayer

Samuel, sweet darling Sam, I have prayed for you for years. I will pray over you for years to come - all of your years, I will be covering you in prayer. As your mother, I worry about your everything - are you breathing happy hungry sleepy cold - and that means I pray...

Just Write: on loving over fear

My sweet Sam,I am a mother - your mama. I waited years to become your mother, did you know that? I worried that I would never become your mama, but I chose to love the hope of you more than I feared that worry, and endured countless finger pokes and vials of blood...

on surgery {a quick update}

My friends. When I wrote that post on Tuesday night, fraught with feeling so much all at once, you were there. You left comments and texted me and wrote emails and DM's on twitter. You said you'd pray, that you were sorry, that this was miserable. You offered to bring...

on being in pain

--this post includes TMI about my hooha. don't say I didn't warn you.-- I have to be honest with you, friends - I'm not doing awesome. My body has had trouble healing from birthing my baby boy, with his 14inch head. I haven't really gone into detail about this - just...

on being (in)RealLife

This weekend, I went to a virtual beach house with nearly 30 other women. We savored chocolate cupcakes and drank hot coffee. We put our feet up, scooted together on couches, shared blankets, laughed and cried. ---------- Every day, posts from (in)courage make their...

choices

And in the blink of an eye, it's been two weeks. I miss you guys. And writing here. Sigh.----------One of the many things that no one can teach you before your baby arrives is that you will now have to make constant choices. I'm not talking about cloth vs disposable,...

you’re already amazing

The book sat in my 'to-read' pile, first on the nightstand, then on a weathered apple crate beside my old yellow desk. "I'll get to it soon", I told myself confidently, ignoring the twitch of my heart; I didn't really want to get to it. The cover made it look like...

Sunday Simplicity: palm sunday

The people gave him a wonderful welcome, some throwing their coats on the street, others spreading out rushes they had cut in the fields. Running ahead and following after, they were calling out, Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in God's name! Blessed the coming...

thanks, an admission, and playing outside

Thank you all for the kind words of encouragement and praise that you left on my last post. You blessed me. The concept of Sam being miniscule and strong, and my grandpa going into fullness of life at the same time has floored me since I realized its occurrence. God,...

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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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