Keeping track of the ordinary little details of this family is the greatest privilege of my life. And if the tiny details of childhood matter to them, then they matter so much to me because that’s how they feel secure and loved.
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All in Motherhood
Keeping track of the ordinary little details of this family is the greatest privilege of my life. And if the tiny details of childhood matter to them, then they matter so much to me because that’s how they feel secure and loved.
Today I feel sad. Maybe it’s because I took my youngest to kindergarten round-up and there are only a few more months until ALL my kids will be in school.
Maybe He always meant for me to do motherhood as an imperfect human attempting to raise other imperfect little humans in a world full of trials and tragedies.
There is so much to do, yes. I know so often I’m moving too fast. But I don’t ever want to be too busy or stressed or distracted or overwhelmed that I forget to notice it all as it passes.
Trust me. You’re doing great! You are an amazing parent! Just keep showing up.
It turns out, no one’s talking about the REAL stuff. The hardest stuff.
There will come a day when you sit talking and laughing with your BABY beside you on the couch and realize he is becoming a confident young man right before your eyes!!
One day you’ll understand why you spent years missing the game and still trying to create a fun party.
Because high school sports (and so many parts of life, in general) are lots of fun until they’re NOT. But even when they’re not, we’ll be there.
If you are the mother of a teenage boy, you need to hear this one.
It’s not about being the BEST parent ever and creating perfect holiday memories, but about showing up for our kids the best way we know how.
Every year, my kids come home for break with excitement shining in their eyes as they put clumsily wrapped packages under the tree labeled TO: Mom.
Who else would know to look for a little thumbs up from the soccer field?? After all, he didn’t score. But his foot touched the ball and he’d like to celebrate all the same. So, I do!!
Moms, we don’t have to do it all every year. We can pick one or two things. Then just be present. And soak it in. Turns out, Christmas is CUMULATIVE!!
These little moments are just another of the silver linings of the sometimes difficult teenage years.
These little ones growing up in our home ARE the most special people who will ever surround our table.
Life will have all kinds of bullies. My daughter will face her fair share of unfair treatment and some more push-her-down moments. I want her to know I will ALWAYS be on her side.
When we unwrapped that big box, my daughter squealed!! “Momma, did you know they would be this PRETTY???” Then I turned my beloved Barbies over in my hands a few times and ran my finger down the braids tied with my old hair ties as I told my little girl their names. It felt like a full circle moment…