Tuesday, February 6, 2018


i got this cup for my birthday.
it makes me smile.
mostly because it has #momlife fuel in it.
but also because it's truth.
i'm a mom.
this is my life.

this weekend,
i carried my new coffee cup and a star wars' dark side lightsaber
 to saturday morning basketball.
caffeine along with a very visible and ridiculous sign to my
my little one that i had no patience for whining
and would if necessary use the "force".

lately i've been feeling the #momlife definition big time.
but the exhausting and blurry side of it,
not the beautiful and amazing side.
you know, the kind where you
feel like all you do all day is parent.
and it kinda surprises you.
that this is what you do.
from the car pool, endless laundry,
dinner, dishes and bedtime routines to the
rearing on how to use deodorant,
tell the truth
and love selflessly.

but then your dear friend,
shares how her family friends just lost a child to drugs.
and the #momlife definition is no longer exhausting or blurry
but devastating and heartbreaking.
and you go from coffee sipping and lightsaber jousting,
to knees bending and prayers lifting.

it sure is more than a hashtag,
coffee cup saying,
or just a definition.
i'm a mom.
this is my life.

"i know whom i have believed, and i am convinced that he is able to guard until that day what has been entrusted to me" (2 timothy 1:12)

Thursday, February 1, 2018

january instabits

it's felt like new year.
it's felt like last year.
it's felt like same old thang.
it's felt like bring on the new thang.
it's felt like spring.
it's felt winter.
it's felt real good.
it's felt real hard.
oh january...
you give me all the feels.
here's a wee look at our recent instabits.

Sunday, January 21, 2018

squeaky sneaker pitter patter

can i tell you just how much 
i love the sound of squeaky sneakers 
and bouncing basketballs?

i do.
it gets me everrrrry time.
it brings me back to high school.
to those moments,
when i would open the door to the school, 
and while wiping the sand, snow and dirt off my boots,
my heart would start to pitter, patter in rhythm 
to the sound of bouncing basketballs 
and squeaky sneakers coming from the gym.

for the love the game, yes.
but also because,
20 years ago this january,
while seniors in high school, 
the heart of this 5'2'' captain of the girls varsity team
began to pitter patter for the 6'2'' captain of the boys varsity team.

and now, 20 years later
it's still the same.
it just looks a wee different...
parents instead of players.
bleachers instead of box outs.
fans instead of free throws.
coaches instead of captains.
but lovers and lovers of the game all the same!

Sunday, January 7, 2018

a few more merry bits

a few defoyd/payne family christmas bits.
i'm not sure who had more fun.
the cousins, or all us big kids?
i think big kids for sure.
right "weskey"?