About

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I was one of those people who just couldn’t wait to have kids. I wanted a big family and had this ideal picture of what motherhood would look like. I bought a guitar when I was pregnant genuinely thinking I’d learn to play on maternity leave and me and the baby would be spending our days singing to Jesus together. I remember saying to a friend who I was going to be bridesmaid for a few months after the baby was due that I’d be on mat leave so would have lots of time to help with wedding prep. ( I know so naive right?) but that was honestly how prepared I was for this little bundle who was going to demand so much of my time, my body, my mind and change my relationship with Jesus.

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He arrived swiftly unfortunately catching everyone unawares and leaving a 3rd degree tear of which I was oblivious of for the first few days as I was so in love. When I got home a few days later and didn’t have the little tub of pills brought round that I’d been used to in hospital I realised how broken my body was. I’m pretty sporty like to run, played badminton right up until 32 weeks, had a lovely pregnancy but was reduced to walking like a penguin and no more than a few hundred meters at the start using the push chair like a zimmer frame. And then there was the tiredness. I’d felt nothing like it before. It was like my brain was in slow motion and I couldn’t make decisions or I’d make ridiculous decisions. And the hormones which made me cry over the smallest thing. It was crazy hard but it was amazingly wonderful too.

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I wish I’d captured more from those first few weeks because it all blurs so fast but I don’t think I could have done much more than navigate them and then we kept having babies (3 more in reasonably quick succession) and when the idea of writing a blog came to me I was pretty resistant but God seemed to keep nudging me so here I am.

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The idea behind this blog is to share my experience of raising 4 small children to know and love Jesus. To document little moments of faith and encourage others who are wanting to do the same. To share the highs and lows, the wins and the struggles because I think we all need encouraged. I’m not claiming to know it all but I believe there may be some use in sharing my experiences especially while I’m still in the raising under 5 stage.

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My prayer is that you feel encouraged and inspired to keep going, raising beautiful sons and daughters who radically love and want to change the world even in the midst of the chaos of nappy changes, endless laundry, school runs, toddler tantrums, sleepless nights…  As parents we have been tasked with the amazing though sometimes daunting task of discipling the next generation. Lets do it well together!