Faith. Women. Empowerment.

I became a stay at home mom, full time, on 01 October 2021. If you had asked me 5 years ago if I thought this was the season I would be in, I would have absolutely laughed at you. 2016-2017 I was deeply in love with the man who is now my husband, we both agreed we had plenty of nieces and nephews and that would always be enough for us. Fast forward 2.5 years later, we had decided enough of that mentality. We wanted our own tiny humans. 12.06.2019 our first bundle arrived, Noah Lawerence Moog, aka-“peanut”, quickly shaped us into the parents that we didn’t even realize we were capable of becoming. He is the reason our future business’ name came to life, He lights up our world in so many ways and he is now two years old. His tiny singing spirit (quite literally, singing 24/7 through out the day) moves me to levels of inspiration I did not know existed. Despite pulling my husband close in the middle of giving birth to Noah and telling him

” We are only having one baby, OK?!” relinquished that idea almost instantly because I knew we had to give this precious boy a sibling. I knew that I did not want ten children, but I did know I wanted more than one.

God heard that prayer from the both of us and so…we welcomed Meredith Grace Moog into our world on 12.06.2021. No, it is not a typo, both of our tiny humans were born on the exact same day, two years apart. We did not plan this, however, it is quite the coincidence and a beautiful story for them to hear when they are older.

While I was pregnant with Noah I told everyone that I would return to the military once my maternity leave was up, I had plans to retrain into a new career field and thought there was no way starting a family, albeit, amazing, was going to make me change my mind on that. The second that baby boy was placed into my arms, everything changed. I knew that I would now be planning to finish my contract and get out of the life that would eventually make me leave this tiny human at home to go fulfill a duty I had willingly signed up for.

I am now the blessed stay at home mother of two beautiful children. This took some adjusting on my part, I knew how madly in love with my children that I was, but I did not realize how slow the days pass when these tiny humans cannot yet hold a conversation much outside of singing the ABC’s. I can finally say, after nearly 5 months of holding this position, I see the pure magic that it takes to be a stay at home mother. I have not discovered it all, but I see it in the tiny details of our days together.

I see it in picking up the toys that are scattered about by 10am. However, I no longer see a mess, I see the creativity in this little ones mind as he creates a world around these animals that he loves. 

To see him living out the imagination that animals rule over trash cans and dive into deep waters and ride through the jungle on the tops of donkeys heads, makes me one extremely happy mom.

I am happy because creativity has such a huge place in my heart and being at home with the two of them is allowing that part of me to grow. So I am blessed by the mess, by the toys scattered and the spaces filled with things that shouldn’t be there because I know somewhere in this house is a tiny human who thought it belonged there and that the love my life and I both created such a person-

It is an overwhelming and gorgeous thought to sit with.

When I became a Mother, my identity didn’t change into something I didn’t recognize, it absorbed the role of mothering tiny humans and all that comes with it and what I didn’t even realize until I was holding my first baby was that, I was made for it. God had prepared me for a season that at one point in my life, I thought I would never want. Of course I cannot even remember my life before these littles ones existed, but I do Thank God each day for creating the person inside of me who knew exactly who she was once she had the babies added into her life. My Identity today is so many different things, I am a wife, a momma, a daughter, a friend. I am a lover, follower and friend of Jesus, I am a writer, a baker, a fitness lover, a coffee obsessor….the list goes on. However, in this moment, as my babies are two years old and two months old, “Mom” is my priority…and that is OK. Because there will come a time when they won’t need me as much, they won’t need me to zip up their jackets or burp and keep them upright for thirty minutes post bottle. These moments will fade away, very quickly, and I do not want to miss it. I will 100% cry when my youngest goes to kindergarten and when he learns how to ride a bike.

Just the other day I spoke with a friend about the emotional challenge of a first haircut, because it is HARD to realize that our babies are growing up. It is also OK to sit in that moment and accept what is and what has been and what is to come, because these tiny humans will grow up. They grow every single day. Faster than we realize it will all change into bigger things, harder things, they will need you in different ways and with things much larger than making a dinosaur shaped peanut butter and jelly.

So, in this season of tininess…I want it all. I want things out of place and graham cracker crumbs. I want toys lined up blocking the entrance to the pantry because they were there first and who am I to wreck their journey around the kitchen table?

I want to read books in different voices, take long walks and say “WOW” to the sky, I want to find goldfish in my shower when I reach for my adult shampoo and remember the fun that he had swimming in a bubble bath earlier that evening.

I want all that there is to be from mothering the tiny humans. I want them to see the magic in the tiny details of life and it is my job to show them how to slow down and see it.

Because in a world of so much for our tiny humans to discover, I want nothing less than to be there, guiding them along the way through all of it. These moments will fade, seasons will begin and end. So friends, remember to stop and see the magic with your babies through the thick of it. Because once the chaos settles, it will always look like to them something wildly different than what you saw and in their eyes, we will always be the magic to their days, so stop stressing over the mess…and live inside of the tiny humans Wonderland.